An Excerpt


Watercolor Fantasies

I was asleep.
I was lying in bed.
But I have arisen, and I am soaring out of my window.
I am as light as a feather.
The night sky spreads itself around me as I rise higher.
I can feel the rush of the wind on my face and in my nostrils. And yet it is not uncomfortable at all, for the wind seems to be passing right through my entire being.
Comets. Or am I a comet?
I see them flash past. See the stars burning bright.
Watch the heavenly bodies hang suspended by power.
And I feel the power coursing through me.
I am flying.
I soar forward on the tail of my thoughts.
I am a comet.
And I am so free.
So above the physical world. So separated from it.
It does not exist.
I am soaring.
I have no care in the world.
And I soar onwards into the light.
I am free.





Words by Natasha
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Written on 2007-03-08 at 15:54

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anirudh
beautiful
2007-03-08