'Let Go' whispers the breeze, like a cool stream
down my spine. It's trickling down my throat. Hope.
Bare foot meadows and clear blue skies.'Visualise'.
Words, like kite tails, free and absurd. I heard
fluttering wings and petals fall, smelt the
nectar of dreams and the promise of pure
sun. Innocence. Starting again, like the
blank verse we rehearse; star kissed and golden
as mist. I am weightless as clouds and calm
as rain, running against the green veins and
shoots. Drops like parachutes of poetic
dance. Entranced. Drip, drop, never stop. 'Let go'.
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