Let’s scale the heights.
Be careful of the crevices.
The deep valleys.
The empty holes.
Climb the next ridge.
Enter through an opening.
Small as a fly.
Hear the blood pound.
The synapses sizzle and pop.
Journey through the darkness.
Through the unknown.
Exhilarating as an electric storm.
Colorful as a fireworks display.
A ride through space and time.
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Sleep my pretty bird.
I won’t say a word.
Just rest your weary eyes.
Then we say our goodbyes.
Soon you will fly away to heights
As you drift through the days and nights.
Your new badge of freedom
You’ll wear in your kingdom.
But always remember me
As the one who set you free.
Cover me with leaves.
Shade me with your glory.
Heights towering above.
A protective cocoon.
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Light and dark.
Our souls.
Our feelings.
Alternating.
Soaring to highs.
Falling to lows.
Heights.
Depths.
Life.
TO BE OR NOT TO BE
To be or not to be a writer.
This has been the hardest question for me.
Should I continue with my pursuit?
Or step away and claim defeat?
One book written.
One book sold.
It dances around on Amazon and Nook.
It reaches new heights in its niche
And then it slowly bows its head in silence.
The highs feel good and lofty,
While the lows feel depressing and sad.
Is it worth it?
Is it worth the aggravation?
I am told that a writer must keep writing.
More books to dance around.
More highs and lows.
Should I keep doing this?
Will I keep doing this?
Yes, for now
As I wait for the next high.
The doors open.
The elevator is waiting.
Pick a floor.
Any floor.
It doesn’t matter which one.
For it goes to one place.
Up.
Through the clouds.
High above it all.
Where you could let go.
Let your imagination soar.
To new heights.
To new beginnings.
To the impossible.
To the improbable.
Take a deep breath.
What do you see?
What do you want to see?
All becomes possible.
All becomes probable.
Enjoy.
I’m flying.
In my dreams,
I’m soaring through the sky.
Over hills and streams,
valleys and cities.
Never having to stop.
Flying for miles and miles.
Should I land?
Why would I?
I can keep flying forever.
Journey into the deep recesses of your mind.
Don’t take life at face value.
Let your mind and imagination soar to new heights.
Life won’t seem as mundane as before.
You will find new adventures, places, and people.
Maybe even a better reason for living and life.
Don’t hold back—let your mind go!
Sometimes it feels good to be alone.
To leave everyone and everything behind,
and soar to new heights.
To be more creative
and to better enjoy life.
SUSANNE LEIST 