The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
Breathe | Be | Do
Breathe | Be | Do
All tagged poem
— lights out —
fall, hands a-clasped, into instantaneous
ecstasy like a shot of heroin or morphine,
Once I begin, once I try – here and now, right where I am, not excusing myself by saying things would be easier elsewhere, without grand speeches and ostentatious gestures…
As I began to love myself I found that anguish and emotional suffering are only warning signs that I was living against my own truth.
There is a part of you that needs to know what’s going to happen before you do anything. The part of you that wants to be safe and predictable.