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.....
14 June 2012
I discovered a strenght,
seemingly absent.
The lack of it,
convincingly colored my mind.
I have grabbed hold,
desperatly clung.
Suddenly,
I met,
the strenght of letting go.
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