strong bonds of
sacred run through each day
even though it is of
facing death, sadness, chains
and there is more
freedom in every step on the path
the more bound, the
more weight of tears, the more death is in front
the bounds of
love pour forth in water, in bread, in wine,
in tears, in chains
falling, in deaths door
the strength of love
finds its way into the heart
in small spaces,
tiny cracks, breaking its way
until realizing love
has invaded the whole being
in the beat of
hearts, in seeing the worth of everyone
like a fog in the
mists of the heart, refreshing, cleansing
awakening all the
tendrils of connection from within
weaving deeply into
ground and root, not to anchor
and bind to ground,
but to plunge deeply into unobstructed
ways binding all to
the heartbeat of earth and life
watering us in the
ways which even the dark does not defeat
diving us deeper
into the love which conquers all
all preconceived
notions, all words which hurt
all things which
make another less than truly sacred
love binds all of
this in a free gift which is inside us if we dare to see
it is a light which
freely gives life to all it touches
do we dare to touch
and live in its glow?
do we dare to commit
to such a task?
to be the light in
the soul, heralding to all
the importance of
every thing which lives
Copyright Annette Joseph
Copyright Annette Joseph
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