Sunday, 1 March 2020

True

I’m welcoming and smiling,
empathic and understanding.
I listen and I care,
I’m the good and attentive one.

It is a house I built
It is cracking and falling.
It is all dust
scattering,
dissolving
in the wind.

I fly in freedom
in sky blue peace
and light filled love.

I don’t need this dust anymore
I let it go – and draw it to me.
I love my craving child.

The gaping hole fills. 

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