A Cascade

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Make me brave
to hold my breath
underwater.

Bless me creative
to survive winding labyrinths
and fires and swamps.

Make me alive
so my soul might fly
against wind.

Some naked truth
is my cowardly lion, threatening
merciless.

Yet here I remain fearless
to plunge below.
In the journey lies the meaning
of an acid trip
a kiss
a revelation
a dive from grace or
a constellation
Make me bright
in the eternal black sky
because I am not alone

I am alive.

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