Following the Pull of Divinity within as it speaks in quiet
whispers beneath the din of the soulversations all around
Living from Soul in every moment is Courage.
Loving from Soul generates Miracles.
Leading from Soul is Magic.


Thursday, March 01, 2012

When She Loved Me

When she loved me...
 I was small and vulnerable and
 my words were merely whispers

When she loved me...
I was broken, twisted, skewed
lost beneath the rubble, decimated, hewn

When she loved me...
I was partial, shadowed, hollowed
indefinite, undefined, hidden behind

When she loved me...
I was inside out, upside down, blind
wasted, forlorn, bleeding soul into skin


When she loved me...
I was the Other version of me
coiled, spoiled, foiled


When she loved me...
I could not escape
  prisons,  profound, configured 


When she loved me...
I was love come undone
unfolding, unknowing, ever flowing


When she loved me...
I  was bound to a million breaths
perfectly placed, unevenly spaced, without a place


When she loved me...

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