All Returns

-------All Returns-------

In my dream

I am a stranger

to progress,

A wide-eyed child

on the edge

of reason.

Without knowing

but with

wonder

I follow the footpaths

drawn
in hillsides and into stone.

A thousand generations

never gone

but circling.

Call me
backward.

Call me strange.

But let my name

reflect

your deep within.

Each are a petal

in the patterns

unfolding,

And all

returns

to earth.

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Love and Restoration

-------Love and Restoration-------

That which guides 

our 

revolution,

Like the Earth around the Sun,

is not the absence 

of tension

But its presence

deeply 

felt.

Light pulls against 

the dark matter 

in my heart,

Restoring truth

to move the 

shame

And love

toward

reparation.

We are not alone,

but each a flower

of the ever-changing,

In this field together

unfolding

into Spring.

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Beneath the Waves

-------Beneath the Waves-------

When strong words
direct
upon you,

Feel in
to the
hurt

Of the hurt feelings

that might
surface.

Beneath their waves

is a deep
and quiet ocean,

A whole world

awaiting

your
attention.

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Good Intentions

-------Good Intentions-------

Be patient
with the seed
inside,

Awaiting its
spring to grow.

Love

but

do not hover.

For good intentions

mean little

If in effect

they block

the light.

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