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if my soul is to thrive
to feel the comfort of her own Vast Mystery
to ride the rising air under wings newly unfurled and blithely untested
if I am to drink wholly of her curves
letting the Infinite curl around my longing shoulders
singing along with her colourful chorus
floating in waters deep as they are alive
it takes merely a heartbeat
a breath released
a thought misplaced
a path left behind
if only for a moment
I just need to let her distract me
let my eyes rest on her Beauty
let my heart ease in the depths of her
while I let myself be stolen by some small thing
my lens to find its focus on her shimmering essence
the muse pulls me outside the confines of my worries
there is a place within her spiralled folds
where her mystery is matched only by her revelation
where our hearts pulse in unison across this woven net of soul-family
call her Love
call her Curiosity
call her Joy
call her Pleasure
call her Gratitude
when we give in to her
when we are given to her
our hearts are filled
fuelled
and her lightness imbues our radiant flight
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wow, this one brings tears to my eyes
both the wise fullness of your words
and the contrast of the rich pink and the deep shadow
as deep as it is alive
I am so privileged and blessed by the beauty you so regularly channel. Thank you, Teresa.
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I fell into this photo, lost inside her as surely as if she had wrapped her arms around me. Not just the contrast, not just her depth, but the spiralling curves and the layers of light.
And then, Karen, you spoke of being present now, of living this moment not fussing over the future, and a hint of our conversation found its way into these words…..
Thank you!
Hugs and butterflies,
~Teresa~
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