Long live the metamorphosis of day
I read and reread what came before
Meaning locked in memory, for the most part.
No more pondering what has laid claim
Taking in noise has me believing other avenues
The core of what I am has done better than I had hoped.
Excelled in the attracting of what was needed and when.
Drawing into my resource pool, energy of the highest order.
I think back fondly on the peaks reached in my past,
Loving that they mark territory in which challenge was accepted
Without compromise.
I did not once trade my urges for something I could not handle
...the morning after.
No stains depicting decisions that got the better of me.
I lift, I squat, I shift my posture
The future - induced.
Floating in the maximization of all I am needed for
For now, luring with profound intent
The life I have been longing for.
Within reach.
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