“Take Off”

Make peace of your suffering

By holding your piece of the suffering

Caress the wilted flower

Leaver her in the dirt

from where she arose

She returns

I ascend into the clouds

Light dancing electrically

from cloud to cloud

Being close to God

If you came to me and I went through you-

Would I vibrate out of this existence?

How high must I rise to escape the thunder

The hum vibrating

How low must I drop to be unscorned by the sun

Close to the stars from which I descended

The life inside me on her tip toes

Ready to be swooped away

A star I am and shall be