woohoo!

The hope in my footsteps
came in through my eyes
my ears my skin
in through the nose
and out through the mouth
into my soul,
it came!
HOPE
leaped and bounded
like a teenage cat
onto a beetle
in the grass.
Lit up the world
so that all that was seen
for some flashes of time
was perfect
just the way it was,
easy like a free-verse poem
written in soul blood
dripping deliciously from fingertips
eager and alive
and energetic from
electricity
generated out of
nothing nowhere and nobody.