To shore up my courage and say yes again.
That is my intention and my desire.
I beseech the stone face in the mirror
and fall into a well of ancient tears
releasing them from the bardo
allowing them to cross the threshold
where they can flow freely and fiercely
joining the weeping river of possibility
hidden in the heartache
of hurting humans
hurting humans.
kastilwell
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