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Belonging
One day soon, my mind will fly back to sky. The birds will sing it. My body will bleed back into earth. The ground will drink my reds and browns. Imagine the relief, not trying to hold the colors together. Our bodies belong to earth, our minds to sky. Nothing really belongs to us. Everything just is and teaches. We borrow and will give it all back. Start now. It will be easier. Re-collect the memory shards from when we were shattered into existence, when we came into curled wet leaves, howling body bundles touching down. © 2012 |
Crucifixion
A way to learn love. To be brought to the end of our known tolerance against our will and choose to stay with or go through. To walk the tightrope of the impossible and cross over into unknown land. To embrace what we did not know we needed with our whole selves. To become someone else, transformed and awed at this new being in our keep. © 2014 |
