Saturday, September 27, 2014

So often, I am moved by what others express in writing, 
and I feel the urge to share what I read.
With their words, I am either filled with a silent but immense Yes, 
that settles into me with a deep internal sacral click, 
like a puzzle piece falling heavily into place, or I feel a yearning down low in my soul 
— that softly drifting fog that I sense inside.
This soul, an intertwining light and dark mist I embrace; 
turning in slow circles, gently caressing the inside of me with lazy fingers, feels calm. 
Patient and content, compassionate and wise, faithful and exquisite, 
she watches with a knowing smile, saying, Follow me. 
It is time.

Kris Lord

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