Journey to Your Deepest Self

There You Would Be

That there wouldn’t be time That I would have to hurry That I would forget things That I would be late That I would be messy That I wouldn’t have brushed my hair That my clothes would be wrinkled That I would be shaking That I would be running With one shoe on Parts of me bouncing That I would be dropping Important things onto the ground Leaving a trail That I wouldn’t be good enough When I got there That I would be breathless And sweaty That when I got there There you would be Smiling and loving The wildness of...

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<p >by Kathleen MacGregor <p...

Nurturing Love’s Presence

Love has been so elusive Fleeting moments of respite from the desert of night I wait for my gentle lover to come to me Not knowing if he exists or ever did I wait holding on to the quiver of love The small flame that lights up my darkness I wait and nurture that flame As all that I have All that keeps me alive In the dark of the night So cold I shiver Urging myself to stay present In the not knowing What will come Knowing that the flame is all that matters And nurturing that inside of...
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