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Ode To Life

ode to reality and the removal of the thick dark blanket of fear

ode to emotion and desire
blinded by my oceananic dream-like imagination

reborn to myself, in myself
re-birthing my energetic ability to march, dance, and sing

ode to standing up to a new way of living

yes—ode to myself

to the lion’s roar
my roar

to the heartfelt understanding that life in not over
that life has just begun
and is always re-beginning

ode to the fire inside
to the sound of silence

ode to becoming me
ode to me

ode to the peeling of my soul
to the layers of illusion that are falling away

ode to the soft, gentle nature
that is my core
that is the core of all beings

ode to the council of being
that guide my way

ode to the embers of that internal fire
that burns and dances in the shadows
– of my old self
– of my forgotten and remembered fears
– of my own limitations

ode to the distilling quality of truth

ode to freedom
and to all its wonderful flavors

i have been struck by the knowing
of all potentiality

i have been split in two
and i am no longer chasing that part of myself
that is running rabid in the streets of disillusion
– frothing at the mouth of fear
– the saliva of nothingness dripping from a wretched fragmentation
of contradiction and hypocrisy

ode to reality and the removal of the thick dark blanket of fear
so comforting and suffocating

ode to a new way of living
in which all of the movements
are born in the heart
– rooted in forgiveness and passion

ode to ode itself
that it my arise in the most challenging moments
and flourish into the sunlight of reason
– without too much analysis

ode to love
and to everything that it
embodies

ode to me

Updated 5/2020 (original 2/2012)