Elevating
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You say you are immortal
then what am I?
The quiet hum before
a coming storm,
the whisper of ghosts
who walk at twilight
I am always swimming,
exploring the woman
I have become,
on the one hand, elevating —
on the other,
just a shadow
of who I was
When I curl within,
taste the aroma
of my essence,
I find a richness
running deeper
than my soul
A flame,
burning brighter
than the shallow waters —
will I choose
to let it spread
or melt away