Sunday, November 17, 2013

Thank You

Bring me adversity, fire it into the heart of me, assault me, and provoke me, and inflame me, touch me with your antipathy, walk away from me, avoid me, hurt me, and then watch me rise, watch me rise to be the person that I really am, the person deep inside of the false expression, and then I will thank you for the care you took to inspire me into connecting me to my true spirit.
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Lateral to Love

Lateral to love, the song, the poem of declaration, apart and divided in this dichotomy, the suggestion remains, to focus only on the real, the actuality, the eyes, and the feelings and the touch, and dare I say it, the peace and the stillness, and the happiness?
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