Meow, er — Raaawr!!

“Can you become yourself in a way that adds a blessed roar to life?” — Michael Meade

I had more of a lilting song in mind,

trilling a la songbird,

fingerpicking my guitar

as I croon folksongs.

I only roar when my toddler grandson and I

hang out with stuffed lions

or tigers in board books.

I understand you are not asking me

to take this under advisement.

This is a direct challenge

for me to straighten my shoulders,

and roar from my very depths

with the intention to bless

the intertwined entangled

beingness that we are.

Ahem.  Here goes.

Inspired by The Daily Word Prompt: trill


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I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

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