pfist

pfist 

color wise
expectation high
gate opens
longing soft
seeing seeks quietly 

defiant angry thoughts
circle greedily around the mush
gently winged
all the same
the spirit slowly rises
sets itself free 

soft yes fluffy
weight less
volleys sound
sparks clink 

it jumps over 
it feels good 

a new breath
makes its way
un ending a spirit
that understands