In Stillness
i find myself
allowing all
without attempts
to fix- to correct
symbols
sent my way
michael
i find myself
allowing all
without attempts
to fix- to correct
symbols
sent my way
michael
a thought-a feeling-a longing-a rhythm-a song evokes my desire-forms my verse... expressing-sharing-connecting with who knows who-who knows what-who knows where... like a note in a bottle thrown into a welcoming sea hoping a bit of me reaches a distant shore.... where an unknown heart is touched-an unknown hand grasps mine... returning messages sent on the wings of a dove
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