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I am feeling transcendent today
Strange and floaty
I feel a pulse in my neck, a tide in my spine
Soon I know I will be pulled back into my contained self,
Edges and nerves, flesh and ego.
But now, is this retreat or homecoming?
I am tired of questions, words to express this
I want to be a flower
Drawing earth and sun and rain into my very self
Unfurling
Able to be illuminated in afternoon light
Translucent, temporary
I want to unfurl and unfurl
Until I am as large as I can be
And then feel the petals drop
(Melissa Fritchle, 2019)