Flying High by Vanessa

Flying High in the Blue Lagoon

In the milky waters of the Blue Lagoon,
I surrender my pains and fears to the ebb and flow of the breath.
A breath that softly, lovingly sweeps through my being,
Gently guiding me to the edge.
Ahead lies the abyss of the unknown,
The infinite depths of my soul.
Calling on the protection and grace of the Divine Mother,
I close my eyes and leap forward:
When I open them again, I notice that instead of falling,
I am flying.