Wednesday, June 17, 2009
My Heart Lives
I feel oddly light, undressed and deliciously vulnerable. I'm flowing with the wind, and moving with ease. New, this living within my heart. New, and old, like I've been here before. But I haven't. Not during the time that is this chance at life. And I wonder...in the past, have I always lived in blue? In blue, I am natural, and can see my thoughts running in rivers. Fed from all directions and corners, these rivers carry the life they've churned up along the way. I wait here, to grasp what I...
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