My word,
the breath-sound of my life
is the mirror
and the light
and the truth of who I am.
My vibration,
the hum of my soul,
purrs with gentle power
furrowing pathways ahead,
leaving a wake behind.
My tone,
the energy of all my creativities,
the voice of all my love,
paints my world and defines it,
colors my word into song.
Christy Writes: When There Are No Answers
7 years ago
2 comments:
love the last line. I take it personally.
:-) !!
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