The world is the only visible aspect of God.
Today we pray;
You are safe,
Breathe
Move, call, breathe big deep long breaths of strength.
Embracing the laughter of stolen kisses,
finding the joy of yourself in the laughter of another.
Close shoulders, backs of hands, smooth lips,
the edge of an ear.
Soul speaks, emits to the ether, the pulse, bang, bump of intertwining of souls.
Innocence of insecurity, playful temptation of emotion.
Saying
There is a compass inside each
weathered, black with the sand of time.
Buried in a drawer, in the packet of our soul.
The beauty of it, in its case
the rhythm of the world absorbed when touched.
Beat your own heart.
The message of Psalm Isadora touched my heart today.
all those you can see, those you can not.
The world if full of ether,
joy of a soul who's time has come.
They stand beside you...
All that I know clings
massages with certainty
seduces with ecstasy
flows with hunger...
Full of confusion, terror and goodness.
As pain is forced upon us, we rise.