I have finally surrendered to the writing everyday. I had not realized how important or empowering it was to my life. No matter what, I generate meaning, so why not generate meaning that has me feel inspired and alive in my life.
I awoke in the hangover of a dream
And in the next moment
there was a gentle stoke of kindness
along a corporeal curve
reminding me of another reality
separate and apart from the perceived indecision
apart from my fear
apart from the past
It is in the movement and the breath
that I discover the loving, aching of who I am.
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