No I’m no mystic, just a writer seeking more than mist, the tossing and shaping of words, by channels of the sea
I walk, and I am alone again….. seeking and perhaps that’s the danger of wordsmithing,
forever a quest, will we allow the heart to be open enough, risking?
Or do we cloud walk only long enough to use the heart?
I think of it more now, maybe as enjoying our gift
flowing, then becoming amazed
by our journey,
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With our wordflow redeemed and our pathway secure,
our hearts will move us forward,
what we used to know.
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Our wholeness does not lay hidden, far away
It is always found
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The secret does not lay hidden, far away in the destination
it is always found openly within
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