My Words

My Words
Share with you the incessant life that bursts through
Allow me to explode, if not, I will.
This is my destiny. To be me.
March on forward, and backward, above and below.
I will know
I know
My brain collides with its movement, the One mind
The sensation is clear, the effect propels
The vortex there is silver, it wraps itself on and through and shines
A star, a light, a whale
No period at the end, no end
I am not stopping
Even if the mind thinks it is
Endless tear, it does not die, or disappear
A gift