luni, 25 decembrie 2017

Perfect circle

for ages I wandered through
patches of fog and layers of light
climbing, sliding, running and falling

today I am breathing into
this magical moment of silence
contemplating my unlikely redemption

loving oneself is making kind choices
living with frightening ghosts
forgiving and accepting it all

letting the light in
finding the lost soul inside the fortress
trusting and embracing it all

allowing oneself to be wrong
to be less than perfect
to play thoughtlessly

this is the journey I am here for:
the road back home
for Christmas

Silence is the language of the gods, everything else is poor translation - Rumi

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