Wednesday, October 13, 2010

The I of me

The I of my inner dimensions speaks truth, sees beauty
lives multiplicity
cares imperceptibly
always somewhere aware
A playmate child, cranky or happy
A wondrous angel with protective wing
Ethereal wraith like diamonds singing
light bell-clear at-one-ment alive in the air
Breathe
Listen 
See

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