Sensical Transitions
I Am sinking into these moments.......
taking to Heart all I can, as I Am in this state of BEing.
And I Am making as much sense as I can of My Life, in most of all My Life, in and of itself, just as I know it.
It is what's grounding Me during this sensical loading experience.
By embodying the meaning of My existence, I Am allowing My disturbed senses to guide Me thru these tear filled eyes during the blurry walk of remembrances.
I'm surrounded in visions of Life travels.
Every droplet is an opalescent reflection of a Life that once was, and I hold back the feelings of joyful Love, just for Me to keep.
And it's packed away, deep to My CORE to become enriched with feelings of greatness that were always there in each moment I had to cry a fearful tear.
For each drop I cleanse Myself of the memories that hurt, it leaves My Body.
All the expressions of fear that I've experienced is washed away of any and all fear, contained in each teardrop.
And by the Life of Me, & all that I had to let go of, it's just so that I could free Myself, for the strength and space I need to hold the light in all the Love pertaining to the memories worth My keep.
Because that all I may contain are ones that I deeply cherish by the way I chose to hold Me in each conscious moment of feeling the hard things in Life to accept, such as death in any form or fashion. Then I grieve the ends of walks with those I've walked with, and there shall no longer be another day I'll have to walk with them.
And that's what matters most to Me is knowing I was able to walk with them and all Others Who went before Me..... I got to walk with them to the end of Their Life, this humbles Me.
I'm grateful for Everyone in My Life.
You especially, have always been very near and dear to the Heart of Us and Our Ancestors.
You're forever remembered in the way We've FELT YOU here with Me, in My corner, coaching Us thru the swings took in order to survive.
And now I hear You in the crowd as the cheer behind My courage to do what's scary.
Round by round I took it.
I learned how to leave it all in the horse arena, with all the Heart it took Me, just to keep going so that I can get back out there.
I Am staking all claims of My Life to Live, is Mine to take just as I want to, it's all so that I can be what all it is to Me in all that
I Love.
So such is My Life, just as I can take it, just as it is to Me. For, it is what it is, and that's whatever I want it to be.
And that is all and everything that
I LOVE.
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PersonalThemeAbstract
Deeply personal memoir of grief, healing, and specific relationships.
SparseMeasureDense
Dense cascading ideas: grief, memory, gratitude, resilience compressed throughout.
DarkSentimentBright
Predominantly positive resolution despite processing loss and pain.
StillEnergyExplosive
Oscillates between quiet reflection and intensifying emotional momentum.
MicroLengthEpic
61+ lines; extended meditation across multiple stanzaic blocks.
PlainFigurativeOrnamented
Metaphor (teardrops as opalescent reflections, cleansing), personification, vivid imagery.
LyricVoiceDramatic
Pure lyric first-person internal voice; direct address to 'You' but no dramatic persona.
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