A conversation with the sacred – Listening to the stones – Crystal Grid Healing
In which we start anew
the dawn
the twilight
there where we gather
the impressions
the vibrations
the stories in between the lines
we should notice
the eternal way
the circle
the spiral
entering the words thrown at us
let them be
naked
and raw
so they can turn
tender
and true
on their way home
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In this healing
of
being
present
being
expansive
being
true
being
you
the poetry of being in the healing ever expanding in presence of truth of presence
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The wind blows my words to you
and somehow it seems to
unveil the stories of yourself to you
and I remain somewhere in the shade
watching the light unravel its rays
coming out
it voices the cries
of reminiscence
of recognition
of knowing it all without knowing why
and the moment when the wind brings rain
the thunder rises to a purple sky
I can reassure you
there is more poetry to convey
in the darkest of the storms
not by my words
but by your light
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To transcend
is
to love
as love
transcends
all
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