poetry as a journey of growth and healing.....listening to hearts speak and speaking to hearts that listen.....awakening the sacred presence dormant in each voice.....where voices move in a circle to no beginning and to no end......it's the circle of voices come alive.....
03 March 2012
Honest
Visited a place,
tremendous amount of space
No wall,
as far as the eye could see.
The safest place to be.
air
ReplyDeleteto breath
in