I feel like this today. I would like to celebrate but wish my arms were longer. I have a wide smile but it looks a bit plastic in the blur and whirl of this busy life. My eyes are glazed with the confusion of impending change. My inherent nature will always look for the sun, which remains where it has always been - constant, gentle, certain.
Hey now, it will all be okay!
ReplyDeleteyou are loved my love. my arms are long enough for all of us.
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