Why I leapt

 
 
It's not a fall  
if you jump  
 
Bent the rules  
and broke open perception  
to be the scent of life's cycle  
and hear the hues of transition  
 
to forage for precious metals  
and adorn the most sought after  
flesh in the intuitive universe  
 
At ease  
pointing will like a wand  
creating currents that please  
Each word  
a manifested action  
Every move  
a dance in the divine  
 
Then,  
the lazy  
 
The loss  
of creative certainty  
 
Too much  
indulgence  
 
Too much outer shell  
ecstasy  
and sedation  
 
Was risen above the laws  
of morality  
by being honesty  
work  
life  
love  
all equaled each other  
in a metaphysical mathematics  
applied by being an artist  
 
A long way back  
and just shy of a Sisyphean task,  
but none the less  
the wind tonight assured me  
I remember why I leapt