Thursday, January 27, 2011
healing
There is something holy in heart-ache. All it takes, is the courage to believe that ultimately, it leads us to wholeness.
I am sitting quietly
at the altar of now
breathing deeply
cupping us
in the prayer of my hands
giving thanks
for the healing that pours
from the cool cracked moon
of my essence
opening itself
softly
gently
reverently
to welcome the holy sun
exploding its fiery force
in my being
fusing my grateful parts
© 2010 Moon Poems
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I like how you build up to the explosion of sunrise with a series of words that seem a total contrast - softly gently reverently...
ReplyDeleteThe power of the sun.It is the essence of life.
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