This is the second poem that showed up on my door step yesterday morning. Brilliant wishful thinking on my part, don't you think!! Love Courage Peace If only I could write a word – or carve it or paint it or draw it and have it STICK Have the meaning stay present, the subtleties live on in my mind and actions, thoughts and feelings. If only I could DO SOMETHING for once that stays forever that doesn’t slip or fade or degrade. I am craving a sure footing a solid place to stand a firm rail to grab a holy place of pause and safety. Let the universe fly by outside in all its chaos & drama & blah blah blah. I want none of it. I choose a quiet, still, calm eye of the storm, to gather myself and hold myself and write words that STICK and SINK IN to all that I am. ENOUGH. 9/8/20 Comments are closed.
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