Monday, October 27, 2008

I bear this longing in my bones
to push it down further would be to limit it's beauty
Beauty that has leaped and whispered with wide eyes and sweaty palms

Wholeness with no bite marks or scuffs
Do we strive to live
abundance can look like that
Open to a life of never wanting
Of stillness that asks nothing of you
Of wind that reminds us of our passing

Am I still gathering my needed stars to gain the right ingredients
May my breath slow
May my mind still
May my heart well with depth

1 comment:

Hope said...

:) Thanks for posting this.