Dear Self,
What do you need?
Do you need to shed some tears? The soil is here, right beneath you.
Drop the fight and surrender. Cry the shame out.Cry the pain out.Cry the anger out.
I Do
Bow to the majesty of nature.
I Do
Choose to experience life to the last drop.
I Do
Choose to be in my body, accepting.
I Do
Weep to how vulnerable I feel, releasing.
I Do
Feel every motion, embracing.
I Do
Observe every thought, echoing.
I Do
Get down on my knees,…
Mother nature, you are my home, my church, my temple.
I see God in You.
I see You in Me.
Life is a caress,
For a heart that is free.
“Wind, can you tell me
Your story; Where you were?
While still, lenient, strong
A thought, a storm
In the midst, a narrative untold?