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It turns out Rain was the lover I’ve been longing for
arriving with a bouquet of moisture
singing the heartbeat of Earth
the poetry of quenching
It is artists who interest me
Passionate conveyors of the beauty and pain of Love
and the necessity of risking it
who call us to the eroticism of life
lived with abandon, abundance and purpose
I was raised in the Rain Forest
Trees dripping with lifeblood
Old Man’s Beard wicking moisture from the air
to Slugs below
I want to gather around tables with food so good
it makes me cry and squeal in delight
And conversations about God and stories that elicit wonder
Or fits of laughter
Or take us on winding paths of perplexity and sudden revelation
Things that bathe and cleanse
To be honest it is the people to accompany this I most yearn for
Those who understand a glass of wine, pot of tea and a really good stew
Who see each Raindrop
and somehow sense every life-time it has flowed through
and every Being it has quenched
If this is you
or think it might be
the gate is open
~
Centred on evocative and deeply healing guided meditations, Kimiko holds Virtual Healing Circles Monday mornings at 9 a.m. and Thursday evenings at 7 p.m. pacific. Please join us. Learn more at the Good Vibrations: the Energy of Resilience facebook page, check out the Healing link on this site or drop her a note by e-mail.
Centred on evocative and deeply healing guided meditations, Kimiko holds Virtual Healing Circles Monday mornings at 9 a.m. and Thursday evenings at 7 p.m. pacific. Please join us. Learn more at the Good Vibrations: the Energy of Resilience facebook page, check out the Healing link on this site or drop her a note by e-mail.
1 Comments
Very evocative. A meal to be savoured. A gate to pass through, thanks giving.
