Sweet Lullaby She is around a campfire. Its nightime. She knows Anscetors They defined her. An ancient man. She cuddles into him. Touching his aged face. A little baby in his arms. He speaks to her. You dont understand. He keeps her. Image. What she means to him. Lullaby. She sits with family. Kept, untouched. Pride. She walks with it. Roots. She has them. The ways she was touched and held. She feels it. Strong. Identity. She rises from the ground. A seed. Into the sky. A tree. Rising to the heighest level. Breathing in. Oxygen. Fresh air. She looks up. A tall emotion. I am home. Grand. Life is full of beauty. It starts to rain. She is laughing jumping into a waterfall. She is free. A wild child. Laughing freely. A little girl laughing. Jumping into water. Underwater. Breathing. Lungs full. A deep breathe out. A deep love. Diving to the bottom. Rising up. Looking up. A lion looking at him. Pride. Its showing him pride. Walking in it. Tall. Father. Man. Rise. Show. Maine. Pride. A baby. A little cub jumps into the water near him learning to swim. It swims to him. Its trying to talk and growl. It cant. It swims to his arms. A little baby in his arms. Holding it in water. A shot like this? Who has one? The reason why. This is a deep connection to life, a son and water. I havent seen one. A newborn in water. He takes him there. Holding his head under and then up. Kissing his head. Holding him close to his heart. Mine. You are mine. Holding him close where he can feel him. Son. A little man. Big arms. Protection in strength. His towering arms. A little body. It rests in it. Breathing calmly and close. A fathers heartbeat. Close to his love. Chest. Beating. Men in love. Close. Hugs. A cuddle on the couch. He is in love with a son. He cries. Little man. He jumps into his arms. A little blue shirt and nikes. Kissing his cheeks. Daddy. I made you this. He drew him a picture. It says I Love Daddy Its pure. Innocent. He can tell him. I love you Dad. He can say it. Daddy. He can feel it. A son. He loves it. Say it again. Dad. He lets it in. He hears his son say it. His name. Dad. Dad. Dad. Dad. It is his name. Father. Hero. My hero. Looking to him up high. Looking up. A sky. When he reaches him. He falls down. Looking up. He then walks next to him like a lion in the same way. We are walking along. The same path. Looking to each other. In colours. Pride. I see you. You see me. We are mirrors. Looking into eyes. A lioness. She blinks. Beauty. Licking your face. Love. She rolls around laughing. A little cub. Holding her close. A piggy back. She is love to you. Holding her close and precious. I will never let you fall down. Precious child. He holds her close. I touch you with love. A father. I touch you with pride. I touch you with gold. I touch you with life. Where my spirit is felt with - Love. He pushes her out. Letting her go. Fly my baby. To the highest level. Teach me. What I am. Looking at you. Show me. I look too. Looking back. I see myself. We are one. Show me. Dance. She dances. Fly. She touches the sky. She falls. Learn. She walks. Lesson. She crawls. Fall. She bites. Bitterness. She chokes. Call. She swims. Seek. She looks. Live. She breathes. Bounce. She finds. Freedom. Follow me. To the highest floor. The highest mountain and when you get to a door. Push it open. Walking into a place of eternal rest Maharani
Posted on: Thu, 22 Jan 2015 03:35:48 +0000
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