Observatory
As the afterlife becomes close to its end
we are overdosed with gratitude
still focused on nothing but this moment
and evermore these moments will live on permanently embedded between us
this will be the last time for a while
where lungs infuse themselves with the purest form of air
influencing this family to find every inch of beauty that lies within us all
and perpetually we will carry this influence, even on to others who abhor what we have to offer
tonight, space travels among the roots of the trees
spreading eccentric electronic sensations to its red pine skin
we absorb the energy infinitely, recycling affection with neighbors
and I lock my zest with the lips of a lover
the universe grants us confirmation
offering forgiveness and acceptance to all
and for all to pardon and welcome their fellow mortals
together we contribute guidance, for we have to depart home soon
and right here we share one more dance
throbbing the heart of the soil we seed with the soles of our feet
this is where we feel alive
this is home
and it won’t be too long before we can say again
into the forest I go to lose my mind and find my soul
Victoria Koenig
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