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I am not afraid,

To pull from the universe,

To stick my fingers

In the fiery substance

Let it soak in

Through the tips,

Course up and in and

Take from me too.

I am not afraid

Of warmth, or the

Way my skin raises

In response,

The electric

un-numbing,

The letting.

-- I am not afraid --

To become a part,

To let my single string

Be tethered to

The wild unarmed nothingness,

The everythingness

That I cannot fill.

There is a solidity

In the light

And the deep dark

That forms,

A pin prick at a time,

Holes in the veil,

The lace of light,

Fingers dipped

And stitching.

Open up, the cavity,

the space I fill --

I am surprised

At the strength

In my arms,

Held aloft by the same

Light, tethered.

I stand in the black

With my hands up,

My palms open,

And it pours in

And out

Of me,

The tailor of the elements

Will not let me apologize.

Christie Flemming