Author: D. Cowman PM
no pain, no gain.Rated: Fiction K - English - Adventure/Spiritual - Words: 169 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 11-30-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2869240
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i'm swimming along, undulating through the currents of alternating shades of deep blue. floating, bobbing; flitting. but look! behold these golden shafts! slicing their way through the seafloor murk, scintillating my nerves and sensibilities! i rotate around these beauteous visitors in awe, the warmth scalding my fragile broken soul into action.
i dive into the light and am elated, invigorated. i slowly rise from the depths to heights unrecognizable to me, but oh! so wonderful! so noble! my tears are crystal jellyfish, feeding themselves on the spectrum bursting forth from my singing throat.
all at once i am free, and flying! soaring through the mystical air balanced on wings transmuted from pure will. the effort of gaining momentum is nothing compared to previous underwater(emotion) drowning. my wings are magnifacent and pearlescent, and i hope and wish that if the benevolent father Sun burns them away as i graze the heavens, ash sifting into the sea, i could rest on the cloud of unknowing until they grow back...