“Innocence”
My narrow backside rests upon the brisk surface of ice.
A cool rain trickling about my jowl.
Thoughts wandering into a dimension of fantasy.
My tribulations decimated by the peace released from the mellow milieu.
My arms spread broadly, welcoming an embrace by the goddess of winter.
My canopy, the ceiling of the White Queen’s castle.
The clouds absorbed by the slender sky, a sky that is the eye of this world’s ballroom of extraordinary measures.
The weightless air raising my body into the faint yet noticeable light of the imperceptible sun.
The draperies of my heart swaying in the winds that whisper my mind a most significant story.
My face gently enveloped by a translucent sheet of pure water sent by God as a true gift.
Only God possessing the aptitude to understand my delights.
My willingness to dance in the whirlwind of flowers in the garden of Eden.
Preserving the structure of my bodily depression in the chilling ice.
Dangling from what in my mind is the most ostentatious stem of a beautiful flower.
The divine power of Earth developing within me and bringing me to a stand upon my two feet.
Reborn with the closest connection to Heaven and Earth, and upon the two feet given to me by God.
I shall walk with them, I shall walk with them, I shall walk with them, upon the staircase with the grace of innocence.
-FMG
-FMG
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