Poem – Night Swing

Hello there! It’s very nearly not Saturday any more, so I’m getting this post up just in the nick of time. Nothing like living on the edge, right? 😀 I will preface today’s poem by saying that I have a new obsession: night swinging. It’s a very simple joy, the beauty of swinging late at night under the stars – and it’s glorious. 😀 I don’t think I have to say much more than that – this poem should explain the rest. Enjoy!

~

Earth-bound body yet strangely free,

I fly in this crisp and gentle darkness –

up towards the star pricked sky

that yawns so widely over the silent world.

 

For a moment I am one with the wind and night,

reaching up towards diamond heavens.

 

Then I drop back to earth,

remembering I am but a human

as I shake star dust from my feet.

~

It’s just a little poem but I will say that I do rather like it… 😀 Or rather, the actual experiences behind it are what I like, hehe.

Do you enjoy swinging? What are some of the simple joys that you’ve experienced this past week? Let me know in the comments!

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