Grandson Dawn

Grandson Dawn

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Cracking Open.....

Ache in the chest as Heart is stretched, pulled, coaxed, drawn Open.
Tears lingering on eyelashes for most the day.
Everything looks kinda fuzzy, yet more clear than ever.
Paradox after paradox.
Old images, old bits and pieces of lifes 'owies' appearing
as exiting ghosts gleefully fleeing!
Nothing new but the freshness of Not Knowing
Nervous system vibrating incoherently
resonating with the Tone of Home.
This Homing Beacon
This Tractor Beam has me
Yes i say
yes and yes again
there is NOTHING else desired here but the essence of Yes.

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