I’ve been….

            to the brink
            of the stream

I’ve felt the river of love
in my hands~
            and I drank, deeply,
            until I was filled

I’ve been…
            to the edge
            of the crust

I’ve tasted the manna
of life~
            and I ate,
            until I was full

I’ve been…     
             to the rim
            of the canyon
~and felt the whisper of wind in my hair~

I’ve been…
            lifted above
            the vast expanse
                        feeling weightless
                        with the ~wings~ of a dove                     

I've been…
            to the very perimeter;
            teetered upon its precipice~
                        and felt the warm embrace of the sun,
                        as the darkness faded away

I’ve been…

            But I continue~

                        as I am…