Hour Twenty-Three: A different world

i breathe and dive
into my body
my feet are flippers
as i plumb the depths
with ease
where am i headed?
ah, there it is, the sacral
region, and at once,
i see the cords, black
and stretching
as infinity

i tug
but nothing gives
just then a whisper
from the heart, “try
me, try me.”

i float to where the heart is
smiling at her eagerness to help
she shows me her little light and
tells me what to do

soon i have a highway
of light particles
heading towards
those massive cords

the light sent from her, my
heart works her magic
one cord at a time, releasing,
suturing, healing, cleansing
protecting, rejuvenating

the sacral cells stretch
vibrating at a higher frequency now
grateful for the freedom to create

i circle around inside
one last time
all is well
i breathe
and ground myself

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