Tuesday, August 17, 2010

a deep ache
a letting go
a parting ways
a lack of flow
a time of healing
a time of space
aching, aching 
willing to let go, willing to surrender
no forcing, no making it happen
release, renew,
accepting what can not be
making no justification
making no explanation
everyday a flower withers
no one asks why,
but like all things on the earth
it's time to be no more has come
when things meet an end 
it is space for new beginnings
mourn we must, mourn we will
morning will come 
and so will noon
and as all things must be birthed
all things will see the dust of the earth.


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