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Tiredness

The warm dry smell of tirednessInvading in wavesMy conscious awarenessStripping energy and sapping strengthmelting resistance, befuddling my brainTirednessTired and dry and lonely in the noiseNeeding softness and supportLonging to stop all other forcesTo drop the socksThe shirtsThe platesLonging to meet... Continue Reading →

Bigger

I realiseIn that momentI can't recallThe nature of falsitiesUsually occupyingMy mindThe Peace is biggerThe Love is deeperSo much soAll elseIs a pinprickIn the universeI see those shadowsMelt fasterThan I can focus on themNot missedSo oppositeTo the chasm leftWhen I can't... Continue Reading →

Painting Sky

Sitting underneath The Painting SkyWhere creationHas opened up its heartIn all its brilliance"God has left the back door open,my mother always said to me"My mother says to me.

Wingspan

I see his wingspan stretchThe light embraces himThe clearest breezeCaresses his headHis movement stirs withinLeaves me hauntedA singing from the skyPeaceful breathA promise bringingOf flying in the light

Peace of paper

Peace of PaperThis is time awayThis time on pageThis time and spaceThis is peace and quietAway from buzzAway from bleepIt's peaceful whiteAnd waiting, stillJust like the quillsThe pen flows inkAnd frees the mind.Heart feels rested.I hear in distanceFamily noise and... Continue Reading →

Walk the walls.

I am full of wordsI like to flow with words and movement because it pleases me...it is a visceral pleasure, a physical pleasure...and i'm loving being physical.These are the words.I love you.You make me whole and present and free.You are... Continue Reading →

Blue Lady Lilith

and I ask her"What is this dream to me?"& she fills my chest with her blue light& tells me"This is how you understand yourself.This is how you knowWho you are& where your boundaries are.You are finding your limits."When I take... Continue Reading →

The Goddess Crystals

I gently came to the conclusion that nothing belonged to me. That I could not own anything outside of myself. My physical body, I realised, was the only store for what was mine. Anything in me was mine to hold... Continue Reading →

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