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Bring Grace &
Beauty on a tethered string at sunrise,
Pulsing until skin is loose & bodies shiver.
I cannot Love a person, place or thing
Any more or less
Than this.
These are yesterday’s seeds ripening in the dead of winter.
Laugh,
Because it’s somehow perfect.
No matter what You think,
You are eternity.
Snowflakes melting
Leave you open handed
To explore the truth of yourself
Gurgling deep below the surface.
Don’t speak in frantic rhythms
For it is silence that illumines vision.
Rest deeply in this moment’s currents,
Rise,
Cascading.
Affirm:
I Am Alive!
Thus, the gateway unfurling.
Recall with ease of recognition
Strung like Gypsy beads:
Together.
Bring Grace & Beauty on a balloon string
Floating high above it all.
All that You so heart fully desire
Will reveal herself for You.
by Stacia
Horvath Burton
copyright 2004
"Transition" graphic is by the
visionary artist,
Willow
Arlenea,
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