I am the beauty of the world, bare-shouldered with upswept hair.
I am the fire of the world, burning with desire and hope.
I am the joy of the world, reaching toward the heavens.
I am the beauty of the world, bare-shouldered with upswept hair.
I am the luscious berry, bursting with flavor.
I am the joy of the world, reaching toward the heavens.
I am the soul of the world, centered through pain, beauty, touch and taste.
I am the luscious berry.
I am the fire of the world.
I am the soul of the world.
I am the pain of the world, covered with blue scarves & white.
photo by maryjane hughlett
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3 comments:
WOW. Did you actually write this poem? This blog of yours is a hidden treasure, I am so glad you commented so I found it! If you don't mind, I'm going to link to you once I update my links : )
Blessed Week : ) Wendy
PS Would it be ok to qoute this poem, or other writings of yours, on my blog in the future?
WOW...right back at you, Wendy. I am honored to hear my blog spoken of as a "hidden treasure" and yes, i actually did pen this poem. you might be interested to know that it came out of a session in Christine's "Awakening the Creative Spirit" class. It was a by-product of some collage work. I am happy to have you quote me...all i ask is that it be acknowledged as my work :-)
blessings to you & thank you,again.
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