originally published April 5, 2018
- Expression -
Expression is my artform.
Expression is my drive.
Expression is my love, my purpose, my air to breath to feel alive.
There is a million words out there
created with some letters.
I always thought I could describe
anything that mattered.
But lately, I come to realize,
that not the constellation of letters hold the magical inspiration I desire.
It's the emotion behind, that keeps the energy of the higher.
Lately, I come to realize that there isn't a word for everything.
So glad I am that my heart can free itself through dancing.
So I can try to express the feeling
that arises in my being
and set free the energy
which feels so god damn freeing.
And maybe one day
there will be a word to collect what I am experiencing in this being,
So i can write it down
and preserve the truth that my heart is allowed seeing.
- apr. 2018 PlP
Love the poem. Life is energy. How we show it. How we use it.