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Groove

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Can’t eat,

can’t sleep.

I have walked a groove into these floors.

Tears drip, drip, drop.

No longer avoiding the creaky spots;

One step in reality,

The next in a dream.

Passing through the veil
As my mind whispers,

“I am still here with you”.

Reminding me i am alive.

Counting. Breathe,

Just breathe.

Eyes closed,

mind awake.
The furnace fires up and here I am.

Thought

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Take a step;

Now stand still

And feel the power you have

Being present in the moment

To create your next move.

Oh the things one sees when

We simply choose to observe

Without attachment to

What is deemed right or wrong in the

Eyes

Of earthlings grounded

In thought by gravity alone.

Grab

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There are times this sorrow,

Confusion,

Worthlessness,

Fear

Has grabbed her and yanked her under ;

Beneath the undertow before She can take a breath.

It is then that She has learned to breathe in the water;

Even if She can’t move She keeps breathing.

She stops struggling

and eventually She floats back to the surface;

Someplace unrecognizable.

Someone unrecognizable to her.

New.

Serenity

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And this unwavering yearning for you

Resonates in my blood and my bones

As i wander;

You are here

In the air

And i breathe.

We lie

Entangled

Still as trees

Warmth between us tended and

Flowing

Naturally,

Soothing these aches and the pains of the heart and mind in this dimension.

Scars forgotten as hope permeates within and

Without.

A surge of all that was purged as a new dawn begins.

Serenity.

True

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Truth is

Awareness,

Knowing when to speak up

And when to listen.

Thinking

About and becoming aware your true intentions.

Holding yourself accountable.

Ego is self,

Soul is for highest good.

Only by diving deep

Into self and observing

Does one find the truth

Within the truth.

Fluidity in thoughts and actions.

Ever questioning; diving deeper,

Rising higher and settling oneself in reflection.

What serves in healing and awareness is fluid.

Flow in the stillness.

And the truth of it all is ones individual ego truth is not everyones.

Meet

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You’re more likely to meet a wild one if you

Are quiet and still for they’ve lived a life since

Birth

Of danger and survival

And will not approach if they equate you with a threat.

They can sense threats and lies.

One cannot hide the scent of intentions,

And love is transparent after all.

More

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There are no words to write.

No words to say.

That is okay.

There is more beauty than can be explained. There is more space between than can be fathomed.

More sense.

More healing.

Do not force what is not meant just to fill a space.

Let it be itself, let it be free, unchained.

Let it flow onward and away.

There is peace in nothing to say.

No more to add.

No more to take away.

Continue in stillness.