The place of vulnerability. The need to matter to someone, to something, beyond self.
The place of sharing, the place of caring. Letting go and letting be.
Where, when, why. The light is shining, exposing the tender wound of a healing heart.
Chaos; thoughts churned like velvet butter. The flutter of awakening.
Be still, be quiet. Shhh…it will be alright. Filled with yearning, filled with hope.
Love, trust, caring, sharing…all or nothing. Be the center, be the quiet.
Kneel before the pyre of unforgotten dreams; their essence wafting toward heaven in sweet ambrosia.
Watching, hoping, praying, yearning…waiting.
© Dawn C. Davis ~ 2013
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