When the soul lies down in the grass, the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase
each other doesn't make any sense.

- Rumi

Thursday, December 9, 2010

lotus

My heart is like the lotus.
Opening , petal upon petal to the center,
To a fragrance  and beauty I had almost forgotten.

Trust is like the stem . Growing from the root upward toward the life force energy .

They meet somewhere between grace and appreciation that all will be well,
 no matter the outcome .
                    My heart is full and open .


M'Larky

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