your gentleness

Your place here is as sure
As each rising sun
And each cresting moon
Your gentleness
Is the power the world is crying for.

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I’m becoming more of me.
I’m remembering who I am,
Shedding the layers, ones worn that other gave me, and ones I mistakenly held onto myself.

I am singing myself back into the song of the universe

And I love, I LOVE, that my work here is to help others remember that they too are a part of that song. It’s already here….

It’s waiting.

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The first few lines of this post are part of a poem, that will be included in my book of poems!! I hope to have available for you in the fall. Phew! All the nervouscited feels in sharing that!