He opened me up briefly and I felt his inquiry
swooning with condescension and belief
I had swam to the other side and felt the iniquity of complacency
He fell short in my eyes but then again I remember how I had knowledge stolen from me….
I remember the calling of my life
I was one, two three, even at six….
waves and strings of vibrational desire were like wings of a time I felt slipping away fast…as a kid my confidence was stripped from me because my parents said they knew better. They had experience in these things…“Listen to me” they said.
So I started to surf, and out there I was connected to me and I took the waves that called me and I fell and got up and fell again.
But through it all the water’s salt sealed my wounds fast and I began to ride the water to my liking and I felt the bliss of all that I was becoming and satisfaction in life was present.