I have submerged myself into something unknown. The path, still curvy feels pressurized. It is turbulent at times and if I move against the flow, tire more easily. But, I know that is necessary to go against the norm. My instincts drive me to do this.
Determination to reach my destination has caused me to focus on inner power. This instinctual power causes adrenaline to surge through my body and I leap into the light only to splash down slightly further ahead. The journey is almost complete. I can feel it. I have worked hard. Soon I can rest but not right now. My body is aching. I am hungry. I have used up nearly all of my reserves just to get this far. Surely, I will die completing this labor of love. I must eat. That is when I spot it, a tidbit to feed my starving soul. I snatch it up barely missing a hook. Next time I will be more careful, not everything edible along this path is safe.
I hope the morsel will be enough to propel me to where I need to be. A knowing fills me and I dive deep into dark shadowy depths. My lungs feel like they will explode as a vise-like grip grabs hold of my body and forces a vaporized bubble from my lips then I hit bottom. (more…)
The Trefoil Muse 
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