Thursday, August 19, 2010

The Poems Begin

10/29/06
Occationaly in quiet moments of breath,
I am set free from my mind and
my soul peacefully soars in simplicity.

I am ordinary

I am so fabulously ordinary, free of makeup and judgement.

bandanna on my head,
greens in my belly,
Animal needs met,
spirit quietly satisfied

belly full with breath
heart warm
pumping
eyes wide
open
soul still

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