Wanderling❁

when oceans meet

 

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the waves below cry their greeting

arms of the Atlantic

dance, beckoning

to this wild and watery eyed girl

like a story told long ago

of the cliffs and where children should not stand

lest they be taken by the wind

and the tempestuous water

yet, here i wait

aware of my deep weakness

for the call of an empty clifftop

green as painted by god

where the little soft flowers grow in pairs

to keep each other safe

and the water crashes below with anticipation

daring a thing, anything, to fall

and I know today, it cannot be me

for I have come for adventure

of a quiet kind,

seeking familiar solitude in each new sky

being unlike these waters

too Pacific

"peaceful in intent", I am

and will always remain

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photo: teetering on the edge of the Cliffs of Moher, may 2018

 

infinite

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acting alone

the sun sets the ocean

on fire

with a lightness

all its own

and I ask myself,

"am I alone, too?"

treading the waters above

divine solitude

recalling my origin

my own sacred

intimate

flower-like glow,

and never in need

of anything more,

I will return

to the place

I belong

but for now I

am alive

do not ask me

not to rejoice

in my endless reflection 

at the horizon's edge

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glory

 

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today

i choose

to roll with the thunder,

with the demons, with the night, and be

unafraid

today

i choose

to walk as if i turn the dirt to diamonds 

because i have learned

when i crave a prayer

to seek shelter at my own feet

today

i choose

to turn my palms to the

sky within

where the sun rises even as the stars

burn all at once

in the fire of my belly

today

i choose

to love myself

the body made for my soul

the soul made for mankind

today

i choose

to let shiva beat his drum

and dance

on my bare skin

because where could god himself

find holier ground

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birth

 

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there is darkness at the edge of everything gold

i know

and rain in the valley between lies

the sky undone by a storm

and i

picture your body

with some

body

in the place where the clouds come from

and there it is

for all to see

the making of the universe

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