to choose presence, i explore ways in which i have denied joy, denied being party to my own life, denied being kathy, denied presence. it is as though a gentle hand prods and rocks me in a good way
kathrynin solitude, in quiet, i hear this still quiet voice which calls me by name, calls me "my beloved" and i know that i must make my way into the presence of wakefulness, engagement, light and life.
it is time
it is time
to wake up
to come
fully outside
into the sun
and dance
i stir.
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