How
Did the rose
Ever open its heart
And give to this world
All its
Beauty?
It felt the encouragement of light
Against its
Being,
Otherwise,
We all remain
Too
Frightened.
~Hafiz
Two crows fly silently by in morning stillness as the sun flirts with my heart.
you live in a box made of limits, rules and pain perhaps you like it
Ragas In Minor Scale by Ravi Shankar & Philip Glass on Grooveshark last night, we spoke of ragas (and how they find their way to the end) we spoke of not being right (and the right to just be) we spoke of care and not judging the lost ones (and i trusted you a little…
her broken wings find reparation cage door ajar the songbird finds her song in the last whispers of winter
![angel of the quake [or the patriarchy is crumbling]](https://kymberleedellaluce.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/01/14481-768x466.jpg)
angel of the quake she clings to his leg holding up the fractured pillars (white marble with purple veins) she clings to him looking up with such devotion (the master feeds her) she clings to his leg holding on to a crumbling world she is in the rubble now her hands bleeding seeking his eyes…
I remember attending a celebration in honor of Martin Luther King, Jr. when my oldest child was a young girl. The experience of having such overwhelming love and compassion for the world was still new to me back then and I spent many moments feeling such a deep connection to the world, I felt as…