mechanically mesmerizing / to be A me you want see…
I’ve found my place; the place is peace, / Though tangled tempests tip the ship.
start. again. anew.
transformed again by some truth
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “product/produce.” Use one, use them both, use them any way you’d like. … More
in swirling chaos /
together – we find center /
and you make me feel
Paint the scene now, before ship takes a dive.
I still don’t know where to start.
For in the end,
Love Runs to Us,
And Refuses to Ever let Us go.
in our certain
You don’t have to like it; you don’t have to eat it. I will.
The bad’s still there – I’ll let the best abound.
I want to live with Insides Out / Is ever too much Out in doubt?
And in this place / of perfect / prostration, / I discover Love / in abundance / for all.
I’d scoffed at hints of mirthful pith; I once thought bliss a baseless myth.
We seek to do what few can understand / It doesn’t mean it isn’t worth the doing…
I’ve never been so healthy.
The chance to look backward is all bittersweet
Write More of this love You have Found!
others are here, and I bid them come, but I find a special warmth in our certain somethingness.
One washes over One to More; He got more wet… or did She?