| Open I
am
expansive,
e x p a n d i n g,
e x p a n s i o n into the
infinite.
Inspiration,
Expansion within.
Expression,
Expansion without.
Whole sound true notes resonating
bone rattle and skin hum.
The bottle uncorked and fuming
Filling from tips of toes
To nape of neck,
Washing over my head
and down my back.
I can own this now.
Power bottled
To save from destruction,
Distilled into molten creation.
If I stop my mouth
It will sear my throat.
Open, it heat wave washes the world
Changing mirage
to miracle.
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