Place the palms of your hands
together over your heart,
close your eyes
and let all dreams
and prayer
take you
wherever
you will go.
Confess all there is to confess
and just release your grip
on what you thought was truth.
There is nothing
but the emptiness here
in that narrow passage
between joy
and despair.
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
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It is in that narrow passage that lightness of being makes flying away seem so, so possible...
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