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Erasing the Other Half


This feels like I am erasing the other half of Me, the part that I had created by my choices, by my indifference to Love which brought about Fear and the stage was set for my ascent. Baby steps, Mountain, Tree, Soil and weed and sun and sky and butterfly and bird...

O! The birdsong is trying to have me forget about the traffic for a while and soar with their loving cadence! They sing their song for me and for thee. I smile upon the notion that we are all waking up at once through these words of ours, in unison at times, it's that balance that I must find in order to sing and plant in earnest.


© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

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