5-21-16 Wonder
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Could you imagine seeing your favorite word?
It isn't just some scratches on a piece of paper or syllables rolling over your tongue like syrup dripping off a pancake
You can give it as a gift or hold it tight, warming your chest and breathing it into your lungs
In and out
In and out
Wonder is a word tattooed into my brain
I long to hold wonder in my arms as it slowly slips and flys away like birds fleeing to the south
To climb wonder
Scaling the tallest mountain trying to reach the top before the sun captures the horizon
Run to wonder
Scraping my knees on bushes and digging my feet into the dark mud
Feeling the dew on the tall grass spray my eyes
Dance to wonder
Tripping over my own feet spinning in a continuous circle as my hair covers my face like a tent
Sing to wonder
My "scratchy side of the sponge on a plate" voice
Off key but unable to control my own rhythm and vibrations
Wrap my self in wonder
Jumping into a clear ocean so vast and deep you can't keep yourself above the waves
Consumed, devoured, absorbed until you can't breath
Feel wonder
Like touching air, light, free and fresh
Swooping across the painted clouds
Could you imagine seeing your favorite word?
But you already have
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