happy poem

 this poem really touched me, enjoy it. 


Unleashed by  Julia Fehrenbacher  here

What is this?

This thirst
this hunger
this feeling that tugs
and pulses and
saturates
every blink

every breath

This feeling of wanting
to stand at the highest
of high places—
limbs stretched out, like branches
or wings

and bow
with the whole
of my weeping
laughing
YES-ing
Voice

to my singing
feathered friends
to roots and buds and blossoms
to puddles and oceans and
awakened little streams
to the lily
that almost blooms
but not quite
to the just-born lamb
that hasn’t yet
found the ground

And to you, dear heart—
with all of your bruises
and scars and open wounds
with all of your courage
and hesitation and astonishing
Beauty

I want to pour
out my
YES-es
as if
Life
depends on it

because
I’m really quite certain
It
does