Thursday, February 23, 2017

fresh-squeezed-morning

trust me .....
of what lies beyond that space
a cut so deep it does not bleed
but swells
changing the structure of soul
allow me my insignificance
and
in that
there is freedom
purpose
resolute & strong
passionate awareness streams out from
every every cell
painting moments in
something unknown-undiscovered-unnamed
sureness rests upon my hips & heart
fierceness finds my bones
yet confidence alludes me still
scars are but badges that mark our journey
slicing out our primitive course
highlighted in blues & greens
trails of light beckon
as
robins sing in sweet-deer-sunshine
a breath is taken
trust of self restored
ego-less & stripped of desire
risk
new
scarred
knowing

healing ,,,,,