Deep within, beneath my skin
my heart, my pulse, unite.
I see my bones, my muscle tones
my blood
in liquid night.
The boundaries
between my heart, and where my brain would go
I melt like ice, in heat
despite
reluctance
to let go.
Feelings roll like waves or more
like shadows on the lawn
they come, they go, they pass…some slow
revealing what
they know.
Deep within, beneath my skin
beyond my ego lies
a spirit of infinity
relation to
all life.
I like the rhythm that works its way through this poem.
Good flow and rhythm.