Of all the places we travel
love always crosses the fields with us
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All of this world together
I am sure you heard me breathing
maybe for the first time
but you did
maybe not realizing what that sound was
and I am sure
it startled you
wondering what was humming your way
but I am sure you understood
that something of nature filled with love
is healing you
one whisper at a time
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Pure healing
In the pure strands of life
healing lies in the medicine
of being
true
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Presence
In the presence of the wise
the sacred breathes through the soles of your essence
and if you listen
you will hear the courageous whispers of your heart
beating to the drum of all souls
one
and
whole
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For what is not to be forgotten
In the fragility of the sacred
of life
it is in the healing
the battles end
in us
holding space
for what is not to be forgotten
the eminence
of love
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Connection of fragility
And once in a while
when this world seems so far away
from the reality I am in my core
I allow myself being saved
by the beauty of it all
in all its dimensions
as tea drenched fabric wrapped into something tangible
the poetry of tears falling down
painting life into me
calling back the stars
rocking me gently
like a lullaby
the evanescence of it all
yet knowing the unlimitedness of the galaxies inside
the evaporation of existence
the everlasting being whole
torn into parts
and once in a while
when the world seems so far away
from the truth
I allow myself being saved
by the surrender
kneeling down onto this earth
understanding the connection of this fragility
to the ultimate possibility we are
breaking open
unchaining
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