POWER NOW

Now.
Power.
This very hour.

Perhaps I need to pause
and stop a hop
to tap
into its flow. . .

But feet on ground,
head and heart
ignited to a higher start
both sparked
and sparking movement
heaven bound,
I know, at least, it’s there. . .

and within the Universal reason,
that can take me,
I can take that
anywhere.

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