(Here’s the first of a new type of post for me. I call them affirmation poems.
There’s a single affirmation, repeated 5 or 6 times. In between each repetition is some poetic language which carries me into my unconscious and helps me plant the affirmation on fertile ground.)
I am an endless river of living fire.
Not straight or bent,
long or short.
Before I found a shape,
became a man,
I was a river,
swimming upon
a sea of energy.
Shape is temporary,
and weak.
Shape seeks and seems,
to bind and turn,
and stop and hide,
all fire, all life.
Life remembers,
awakens,
and runs.
The barriers vanish
like dust.
I am an endless river of living fire.
We count,
ten or a thousand,
weights, chains, doors, and locks.
Each one calls for endless learning,
and trying.
Now open,
now closed.
We try,
and turn our eyes,
to find ourselves
until we see,
there are no eyes, only energy,
running, falling, bursting,
here and high.
I am an endless river of living fire.
I have a name,
not a hard name of possibilities lost,
but a fiery name that opens, accelerates,and transforms
everything in its past,
and everything in its path.
I am an endless river of living fire.
The river moves too fast to follow.
Be the river.
Dream and dance and run away with life.
The energy flows,
without fear, without sadness, without regret.
I thought I was a drop, a cup,
just water to feed the thirsty.
But I am a traveler,
swimming in energy,
flying through time.
I am an endless river of living fire.
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