I stand shielded from your judgement by love. Naked, I am, and free of shame.
No cookie cutter repetition, nothing formulaic here. When the universe sketched out
the lines of my heart I was born; a snowflake on a starry night. No amount of jamming
will fit me into that hole, spiritually opposed
to the tsunami that is me. My voice rides on the wind and boomerangs back
all the way to my essential divinity.
© Tina Zabielski 2011-2019
A Mermaid Mining Words from the Wet Mountains
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"We did not weave the web of life, we are merely strands in it. Whatever we do to the web we do to ourselves.” ― Chief Seattle. Awestruck Wanderer is written and edited by Eduardo Carli de Moraes, journalist, philosopher and musician. Write to me: awestruckwanderer@gmail.com. Cheers, fellow earthlings!
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