Monday, September 11, 2006


Setting the seeds
the bulbs of the future
down into the soil
the potential
the moist and soft "yes",
I begin to find self
and same
and same again.

I remember why I love
being who I am
and why I search still
for love,
despite the odds,
hope prevails.

I stand still and wait now,
balanced and whole
in where I am at this exact moment
of life
of love
of time,
swimming in the when and why.

I do not have the grasp
of clue
to know for sure
and that is fine.
I am loved
and alive
and the rest will follow.


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