My Heart Speaks Here

One Realization, One Memory, One Story at a Time

heidibeth

heidibeth
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April 02
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I'll tell you about my journey while I'm telling myself, rereading and saying aha! yes! and that is what it was like! Words have magic feet. I like to see them dance. The rest is to be kept quiet because it is sacred. How I watch people and love them never wondering if we'll agree. I love them because they are. I believe in words but they aren't everything. I'll take harsh speech and good deeds over eloquence and little helpful action in the world. There's shades of gray through everything which is one of many reasons I pray, "Thy Will not mine be done," trying not to cross my fingers but keep my eyes and heart open.

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APRIL 14, 2012 2:39PM

Day 13 - lost intention

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This is the missed one,
another midnight dance
behind closed eyes,
only last night
there was no dance,
only the memory
of what wasn't.
Yesterday's poem,
that I put off
until after dinner,
beyond the 9pm nap,
until all intentions
of such a creation
slipped into no thought,
right up to the second
before sleep.

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