A Stream of Glee
Oh
my
goodness
the words to describe this emotion are flowing through me, coursing every vein, every revenue of my body, breaching my natural senses and sending tingling messages of melancholy glee from my nose to my feet; my cheeks are burning from the muscle spasms as they tilt upward towards the sky so blue so open and vast so big, yet I'm positive it's contents aren't near enough to match this thing I know if waiting to burst from inside me in a colorful explosion of some thing. If I could jump -- if I could scream in this hour - this.. hour of silence. even as everyone sleeps and dreams, I'd work my lungs and my voice box until the words I spoke where seen. And even then they wouldn't mean much for an emotion like this..it can't be put into words. It can't be labeled or infaced if that's even a word.
But oh, the joy - the raw real happiness that embodies me.
I have never felt so..here. So alive and pure and grateful and real. I feel as if I could fly and never come back down. I feel as if space and the stars could bow down at my feet. This glee I see is so bright. And now I know that what I've been looking for for so long. fruitlessly and with so much effort. I know that this thing that I can feel now, beaming through and outside of me in golden streams of substance and creativity.
Is me.
~CI
my
goodness
the words to describe this emotion are flowing through me, coursing every vein, every revenue of my body, breaching my natural senses and sending tingling messages of melancholy glee from my nose to my feet; my cheeks are burning from the muscle spasms as they tilt upward towards the sky so blue so open and vast so big, yet I'm positive it's contents aren't near enough to match this thing I know if waiting to burst from inside me in a colorful explosion of some thing. If I could jump -- if I could scream in this hour - this.. hour of silence. even as everyone sleeps and dreams, I'd work my lungs and my voice box until the words I spoke where seen. And even then they wouldn't mean much for an emotion like this..it can't be put into words. It can't be labeled or infaced if that's even a word.
But oh, the joy - the raw real happiness that embodies me.
I have never felt so..here. So alive and pure and grateful and real. I feel as if I could fly and never come back down. I feel as if space and the stars could bow down at my feet. This glee I see is so bright. And now I know that what I've been looking for for so long. fruitlessly and with so much effort. I know that this thing that I can feel now, beaming through and outside of me in golden streams of substance and creativity.
Is me.
~CI