foot in
foot out
valve open
and shut
hiding
and workarounds
half truths
and longing
terminal conflict
not infinite love
driving this soul
the path of Love
has no place for
hiding
unguard the heart
and watch
miracles happen
first they were far away from a country girl riding bareback into the storm then they were buried beneath cubicles and his need for sports and security later they came wailing with the babies and their scattered, pressing needs now, my dreams come like a swarm of bats flying out of my heart to be…
Saw this on Facebook awhile back. Such a great idea. I’m going to print some out and post them around town. Good for the soul, this. Blessings. xoxo
A Blessing May your heart know kindness, dear reader.
Yesterday, my mom told me I needed to learn to reach out more–to need more. She said, “Sometimes people want to feel needed (meaning her). You come off as someone who doesn’t need anyone. You’ve always been that way.” I thought about what that meant and if it was true. I thought about writing this….
i feel it poetry lives inside you behind those eyes that hold secrets of unknown fertile lands why not find the key and open the door to your golden heart?
I’m experimenting with offering up unscripted daily audio missives from my heart. Here’s day two: meandering along.