Weathering storms by hiding in houses,
Or deep inside yourself….
You’re caught in the game of making and unmaking.
Your human heart,
God’s open wound,
Is master of dramatic effects, both candid and frightful….
Every day you save a part of yourself,
From the refined culture of forms and frames,
In which this world is trying to shape you or judge you by….
You’re fire and not shape!
You have wings and these don’t bow,
Instead, they make you fly,
Away from the sclerotic narratives that want you down below.
Out of the shadow of the abstract man or woman,
Bursting out the volcano of your being,
Poisoning the whole world with an eruption of your dreams.
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