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These Are My Barefeet
by Alison McKenzieWhat’s it like to feel this?
What does it mean to be here now?
The energy has shifted,
The columns reinforced with
Love
The density of strength and
Ligatures of boundless fusion
Coalescence of cosmic unities
What’s it like to be present,
To be needed,
To feel nurtured at last
In the arms of Destiny?
Vibratory rates of decadence,
Flying beyond skin and circumstance,
Inhalation of frivolous fragrances,
A faerie heart delighted to dance
At last.
This is what it means.
This is how it feels.
This is the path I tread.
These are my bare feet.
This is my smile.
These are the best days – ever.
05/13/2009 Posted on 05/13/2009
Copyright © 2025 Alison McKenzie
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Samiah Haque on 05/13/09 at 09:13 AM this is wonderful, full of quiet exuberance. excellent write! |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 05/13/09 at 11:54 AM A lot of strength to be taken from this. Wonderful and passionate work. |
| Posted by Kris Mara on 05/13/09 at 12:44 PM delightful is the word that comes to mind....very uplifting... |
| Posted by Laurie Blum on 05/13/09 at 06:16 PM Deep and thought-provoking! Nice. |
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