Now a proud daughter

Errant

Just to keep it real.

Here I am not dancing with my eyes closed.

 

Beloved,

Let us make this world

something to be voraciously proud of

I was born into a darkness

I did not understand

With my own two hands

I learned to fathom

to become all I could

to continue becoming

tirelessly,

I work to make it a kinder place

we have great influence

if you give the world

the love you want to feel

 

I post this link because these two songs together nicely encapsulate the world I was born into and who I have become.

Bear with me, have patience, humour me if you will and listen to this lengthy and fun (bottle of vino anyone?) live performance.

There is another option for those that have ‘become comfortably numb’

 

 

 

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Tear never shed

Jodhpur Sunset

solitary

restless tear

growing

shaping

held at cliff of canthus

nestled

suspended

in corner of eye

a near perfect orb

reflecting upside-down world

fragment

momentary glimpse

time capsule of moment

limbs muted

I struggle

an ocean of feeling

swell of relentless rogue waves

devastating intensity

awash in the rigorous power

Earth’s magnificence

my tear poised

teetering

remembering rush of blood

surge of sanguine fluid

life transported in minutiae

rich with nourishment

thick with memories

parentage and ancestors

no sound passed lips

history played out

film length

beneath infant eyes

no sound left throat

as I passed into the world

fear and pain surrounding me

a solitary tear held in

never breaking cusp of lid

drawn back in

to remember

to hold

to revere

to cherish

to understand

I arrived in silence

and only ever breathed love

 

 

Words and image errant satiety

Grace

Sand Angel

Rise with the breath of love, let go harbored pain as loves softness enters your all. For you, you only is this moment of grace, rise from the famine of desert to feast on love. The burbling song of loves font moves within you, ceaselessly. Feel the beauty of love cascade within the vessel of your skin; the organ that absorbs touch and contains your essence is very wise. Thank the form that houses you for it’s service day in, day out; providing an abode for your thoughts to dwell and ignite within your unique mind, rivers of blood for emotion to travel and excite, a home for your vast and divine soul. Open your eyes to the astonishing beauty of you, the ravishing miracle that exists within you alone. Bathe in this glory, accept the gift of grace and cherish it always.

This stunning image is uncredited; if anyone knows where it originates from I would be grateful to be able to credit it…