I felt the urge to craft my own experience of courage into a poem last night. Between the last post and the next on the series of courage, I hope this en+courages you–my first poem out into the wide open air of the internets.
The Flight of Courage
Quicken your soul.
Awaken from night and into day.
Shine your light on the new dawn of courage.
Soak in the rays of sun.
Quench your deepest thirst with the wine of joy.
Eat of the meat of the reunion of you.
Feel the punch of bright power into your gut.
It is time to unfurl your wings.
Be free.
Fly with wings of might.
Fly with wings of light.
Fly with wings high into the summit of the sky, higher and higher until you are at the highest height.
Plunge down into the belly of the abyss,
A tip of a spear on fire.
Break through the crust of terror.
Break through the layers of the false.
Fly just shy of the breath of your death.
Near the molten swamp of tears and fears.
Rescue the lost.
Find them in the shadowy crevices and holes.
Fly back with those who will go.
Push through the flames as they lick your feet and whisper their slitherous lie.
Get back out, get away.
Escape to safety.
Deliver them on the island of refuge.
To the land of the One.
Now go back to your nest and rest.
who knew you were a poet in the making? well done
Ha! Thanks Teresa.
What a call to arms, a call to love and be lived, a call to live and be life-giving. Thank you braveheart, Tim Morris for courageously putting yourself out there!!
Thanks Lisa!
I know exactly what you’re talking about here! Great imagery.
Glad it resonated, Ashley!