Dreaming Canto 30
Story
Our lives are not exactly
random, but follow love
in ways distracted by
the sudden gust of fear
or other emotional
obstructions. Spirit waits.
In time your life creates
its art. Not art for art’s
own sake, but life at heart.
~Son Rivers 2006
AND SPRING BEGINS ….
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Having passed Candlemas / Imbolc, we are now in spring by the old calendar.
The yin energies in Nature have begun their decline, and the yang energies
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2 comments:
A wonderfully compressed statement. Minimum verbiage, maximum impact!
This poem speaks for each and every soul who has ever loved or has been afraid to love. Thanks for putting it out there!
~Skye
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