Top of the tree my talons grip the
branch.
The trunk underneath feels pure
and raw.
The intensity in my eyes fearlessly focuses on my
target below.
Nothing is in my way, mind
or illusion.
Only my direct laser focus
on my catch.
What is it in my trained
eyes that allow me to deliberately let
go and dismiss any
distractions?
It is my Fearless
perception of knowing where I am and
what I am capable of and my intentions
behind it.
This is not a sense of
accomplishment or approval or survival.
This is a sense of connection,
a sense of
relax with the timing, a sense of the
becoming.
Feeling the cue to take action
and not a minute
before.
In anticipation of the takeoff I prepared
my wings in
position.
With all the trees I could have
chosen , my wings brought me here to this
one.
Get Ready
Get
Set
let
Go!
I pen down the words unconditionally as I receive in love and awareness.
Love,
Gyll
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