Weaving Magic

Empathic contact with the living planet….beholding, pure and simple.~John Lamb Lash

As day begins, I weave intentional
loving strands. No qualms, unconventional,
a vibrant reminder to bronchioles:
breathing, we do our part. Unlock keyholes

to now where pure creation moves us through
the loom, each interlacing skein imbued.
Unique patterns emerge smooth and knotty.
I show up powerful. Call me haughty,

naughty, even dotty. My heart is clear.
My contribution in love’s hues mirrors
the energetic dance. Once realized,
the beauty of each thread intensifies.

Inspired by: Qualms, Bronchiole, Reminder, Haughty and morning chores nourishing and keeping alive the gorgeous living beings at the house where I’m petsitting.

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Victoria Stuart

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

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