like waves on the shore,
the understanding
comes close
and recedes
i can feel it
in the air,
fragile tendrils
seeking
their home,
like a whisper
cradled
in my arms
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(Update: this blog documented in words a journey, a transition into a new place of being...don't say you weren't warned...)
6 comments:
that's beautiful....
I don't know if understanding ever arrives so beautifully with me. It tends to slap me in the forehead.....:)
I'm here by way of drowning pisces. I'm pleased to meet you, hear you.
I'm with Maria, sometimes it needs a sledgehammer for me...
alan
Very peaceful. :)
oh, sometimes i get the sledgehammer too... :)
j.
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