As I bloom, petals of doubt shed. Deliberately, I find clarity as wholeness becomes me. I shimmer, tiny fragments like pollen lift from my soul as I become lighter, vital, alive. Past views washed by loving rain focuses on new truth. My pages erased to become a new masterpiece day after day after day. Sigh of love emanates and the world around me shimmers with joy.
Words errant satiety image ‘Talinger Bay’ Marcus McAdams