I can’t pretend anymore,

this limelight just isn’t for me.

I come free of form

in every color imaginable.

I cannot live my colors

in pieces anymore.

This feather is a wrapped

in iridescent symmetry.

For the entitlement of

proportions unlimited to me.

This truth is so deep it

resurfaces the surface peak,

luminous in its degree.

For all to see and

sense throughout,

the abundance of light,

illuminated within.

The glow of affection,

the sweet radiance

of perfection.

~

Completeness, a wholly child.

Are you ready to receive My lifeline?