Wednesday, February 12, 2014


I'm wide awake, but I am sleeping.
Drifting far from the tension.
Pulling away from the outside.
Pulling in towards my smile.
Pulling in towards my heart.
Pulling in for myself.

I watch and learn from here.
I discover from here.

and I let go from here.

My humility is high.
stretched from string to starlight.
a full spool in my pocket.

Humanity still feeds.

They pull from one anther.
They keep.
They parade.

And though my shell is still soft
I am protected. 
I hold ground.
I rise.
Quietly.

Teflon.
Burn resistant.
At peace.
and I feel the tied pull from both sides of me.
and the smile holds. 



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    1. Been thinking about you and the dove. Your photos were so sweet. I'm so glad you were able to grab those moments. xo

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  2. Thought a bit about you last night. Sent you a bit of foggy, moonlight magic.
    Be well.

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    1. I sure love that moon. I have a few little gifts to send your way. <3 xo

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  3. beautiful. I relate to this very much
    "And though my shell is still soft
    I am protected.
    I hold ground.
    I rise.
    Quietly."

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    1. To know you can relate means really so much to me.
      Thank you for being here.

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