Life is not a straight line. It's a downpour of gifts, please – hold out your hand

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Thank you for being here. I'm so glad you're here.

Monday, April 4, 2011

Follow Me



She refuses 
to listen anymore
to tiny can't-ing voices 
that force the lid 
on what 
Never
should have been
boxed

She refuses 
to limit 
any of it anymore 
with recycled thoughts 
of shoulds 
and shouldn'ts

Silly little mind
you no longer get to 
decide

Her insides are bursting, beaming
Screaming
I'm ready!

Love says
follow me

every ray in her 
whispers

Fly Now
You are Free

6 comments :

  1. Beautiful, beautiful! I will read this one often, and feel myself taking off with it!

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  2. So lovely, and so appropriate for this moment in time. Thank you!

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  3. Serious chills of complete resonance! This spoke directly to my soul just now. I need a moment to breathe in the essence of these beautiful words. Thank you my dear friend! So much love to you.

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  4. awesome photo & freedom!
    gorgeous poem, lovely one.
    xox

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  5. Your words and picture make inspire me to take a deep breath, spread my winds, and fly.
    xoxo

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  6. Wow! I want a little book of your poems! Love love love!!!

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