Airwalker
I was floating.
Not levitating,
But I could feel it
In my gut,
A buoyancy.
A lightness
Whose source
One could only
Speculate.
But it was a
Pretty good guess.
A warm glow
Started at the
Top of my head,
Tickling its way
Down my neck
And spine.
Then the sun
Shone radiantly
From my chest,
Lifting me from
This realm and
Into an existence
Of utter joy
And delight.
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Thank you for coming here and walking through the garden of my mind. No day is as brilliant in its moment as it is gilded in memory. Embrace your experience and relish gorgeous recollection.
Into every life a little light will shine. Thank you for being my luminance in whatever capacity you may. Shine on, you brilliant souls!
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