Awake

Dizzy with joy
my blood boils
with excitment.
My cheeks flush
with the force of life
from smiling at the blue
skies above me,
the freedom
to breathe
just as everyone
is entitled to do.

I tingle.
I shake a little
from my feet
to the crown
of my head.
Alive.
Awake.
Awake.
Awake.

There is nothing
that stands in the way
of dancing,
of singing out loud,
of chanting the name of God
until heaven opens
and asks me in.