Credit: We Heart It
I want to live again.
Merely existing has crippled my soul.
I want to taste every sweet kiss that
living extends to me in droplets of moments.
I want to savor life across my lips,
upon my ear, within my eyes and
over every tingling inch of my being
as it softly veils me in goosebumps evoked by
the divine touch of its light tracing fingertips.
And feel its pulse discharge just beneath my skin.
I have sat still for days. And I’m ready to rise,
to dance and to move forward. I’m ready to inhale.
To exhale my dying senses and live again.
Such a super feeling, the senses sent spinning into action, your words like a riot of laughter with the need to pursue the actions of living life in a vibrant and alive, open life up and allow it the freedom to fashion a lively active soul of action to all that embraces us and we embrace… Breathe..
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This poem explains why you put the oxygen mask on yourself before you help others put theirs on in a plane – you can’t do anything for others if you’re not able to help yourself.
Kellie … I love this poem and it says exactly how I felt about two weeks ago when I decided the only important thing in life was to take care of me first, then the rest would fall into place as it should.
aahhh….perfect for the day.
Kellie, you got in my head and wrote down how I am feeling. Awesome and beautiful, thank you!
H.O.T.
I love it when someone manages to express exactly how I’m feeling
Evocative. Inspiring. Courageous. Epiphany. Radical. Resilient. Powerful. Decisive. Choice.
Very beautiful, and very close to home. I think we all have that moment when whatever had stopped us from living is finally enough and we make that decision to move on, because life will go on with out us and I do not think we were put here to miss it.