Again, I followed a prompt for my ‘Writing Club’ and decided to share it here as well this morning.
The prompt invite us into imagining; literally or metaphorically, what is behind us and what is ahead of us. This is one of those prompts I could have gone on and on and on about. So, I let all that go, letting the ‘muse’ find me at my deepest place and take me as she will.
Present
Love, loss, joy, sorrow, intention, redemption
Nights and days of tossed sheets, and hungry kisses
The numb of use to shelter fears empty hand
Enchanted rapture of fiery risings and settings
The peace and storm of what I made to Matter
The clench of death’s last breath for release home
Where I’ve been is Illusion’s vibrant history
My Grail pulses in the center of my soul everlasting
Done that wearing the T-sheet that says so
Stripped naked to burn it in the fire of celebration
Whole again from out of my ashes
Washed cleaned in Illumination by Wholy Light
There is no place I have not been nor where I am going
All is ab-soul-lute where I stand ready
I am in my yesterdays and tomorrows
Be Here Now is all I am
oh this is you, all right, muse of the moment! well done.
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