the current will find you - the divine - poem

I weave a nest of all the things
that made my heart skip a beat
then grow a bit wilder

first kisses, recent kisses,
an owl flying toward me
as I danced on dark land,
lines of poetry, night dreams
that became real in daylight,
puddle splashing, seeing
energy like vibrating colors,
twined fingers, deep hugs,
the mystery, the knowing,
the expanding mystery

and once my nest is a real
thing in my hands, heavy
with experience and glow

I climb to find its perfect
place in the tree just outside
my open window

stepping into the nest, I feel
my breath merge with breeze,
and I fly.   

For more info - The Current Will Find You - Intro ♡