Europa's Space Of Poetry

on the edge of the threshold to my responsibility of freedom; looking only up, with faith that my steps won’t stumble as they come.

enjoying the aroma of this terra firma; taking in deep breaths, knowing my purpose goes even further.

exhaling disadvantageous energy out of my biography; giving me a fair margin to truly become an authentic me.

using all my senses to become one with all creation; saturating my judgement with a vest of salvation.

that kind of happiness lasts forever; no matter the circumstance of the weather!