Sometimes there comes over me (in response to known or unknown stimuli) a certain, restless joy that makes me want to unbody my soul and set it free so that it may jump and skip and see (in tandem with other souls, maybe) the wildness of a wordless ecstasy.
(written ca. 2016)
Note:
ecstasy (n.)
1. late 14c., extasie “elation,” from Old French estaise “ecstasy, rapture,” from Late Latin extasis, from Greek ekstasis “entrancement, astonishment, insanity; any displacement or removal from the proper place,” in New Testament “a trance,” from existanai “displace, put out of place,” also “drive out of one’s mind” (existanai phrenon), from ek “out” (see ex-) + histanai “to place, cause to stand,” from PIE root *sta- “to stand, make or be firm.”
2. Late Middle English (in ecstasy (sense 2)): from Old French extasie, via late Latin from Greek ekstasis ‘standing outside oneself’, based on ek- ‘out’ + histanai ‘to place’.
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