Thus your confusion seeds back the intensity from where you belong.
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Love fades away inwards.
He finds his way back from darkness turmoil’s and hurricanes.
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Do I surrender to the fact that I could never write down the death words that would make this world crumble and fall to his heart and weep?
Yet that I must live in that passionate search.
Breathing deeply committed with all the air in my lungs to give.
Supported by those who sentence themselves to the same pursuit.
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Never the easiness of empty solutions made me cry of joy.
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I was never healed before I welcomed my fears first.
I find myself laughing in rapture, both my arms in embrace with the child my fears were.
(I am that child)
I will always be willing to my best,
fully present and chest open;
To embrace and welcome you back to my weeping heart.
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What is that I really feel?
Do I welcome it?
Do I welcome my soul as I imagine welcoming a lover?
If nothing else than uneasiness, my soul feeds and fills me with,
( can I...,
wish...,
I Am!)
This capacity of longing and welcoming it with the heart.
And with my body open to be filled.
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