spirit

my spirit was never bound by my limbs
a feral mind
inside a skin
that has tried her best
to blend with the rest
I have known
myself to be alone
for as long as I can remember
not lonely,
just solitary
just a rhythm that no other cognition can fathom dancing to
I sway and move and spin
outside of my skin
with the swiftness of a falcon
so much so
that
my body is catching up to
what my mind has already embodied
wealth is seeking me
for the freedom I already practice 
the world is catching up to
what my spirit has already created
circumstances are being orchestrated
for the joy I already feel
there is no pain that cannot heal
and no problem that cannot be solved
by an evolved
spirit
-maithili

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