The elegance and truth in these words pierces every defense
and denial inside of me, softening and strengthening at the same time.
I'm now on the look out for tiny stings that alert me to
something trying to fracture my fortress of fear,
to puncture my mindless programming,
to alter my abrupt assumptions,
to euthanize my need to please;
to break my ice of nice;
and witness my own stark truth,
in all it gore and glory...
without censure, edit or rewrite...
to behold and hold the agony and the ecstacy
and every layer between them.
Thank you for being here.
Namaste
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