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u n b o u n d

stream of consciousness

By Kristen BalyeatPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read
u n b o u n d
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I recommend a moment to linger with this song before beginning the poem.

when

my body

wilts from this

existence i will return

to thee released into the wind

as my essence flutters

riding the wild

breeze

song of

the blackbird

will carry my heart over

lands i walked in physical form not

the end but the continuing

as my presence is

transformed

whisked

away

by

trade winds

riding currents

through time and space

over mountains valleys oceans

until i find my resting

place i will return

to that from

which i

came

as i meld

with the infinite

separating from what i

once perceived as me settling

ashes in the earth so i

can nourish thee

*********

soul

unbound

by flesh and bone

soaring skies of brilliant

splendor clouds gently carry me

into the onward places

i’ll be reminded i

remember

whispering light

sparkling shifts calling

out to me wondrous shimmers

of endless magic my human eyes forgot

to see the beauty of the beyond

with no limits for my soul

consciousness

unbound the

infinite

to

b

e

h

o

l

d

*

*

*

*

*

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Written with a friend in mind– gone too soon.

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Kristen Balyeat

Words fly to me on the wind, bump me as I'm strolling the city, splash me in the face while I rest by the river, and shake me awake in the middle of the night—I’m humbly one of the vessels they use to come to life.

Also, i love you:)

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    Written by Kristen Balyeat