Category: The Journey
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Identify
“I identify as a forest gremlin,” They say, Their tree limb appendages Hugging bark – A true flower child. I identify as: The last tree I climbed, At four years old – I identify as: Fear, As if by magic, Turned anxiety Turned self-doubt Turned shame Turned power As I clung To a too-high branch […]
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God is great/Godde is good
Godde need not be worshipped But honored By making our every moment A holy sacrament By living our entire lives as a prayer
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Spring
The wind is frigid And the sun shines Still And constant. Nothing will stop The coming of Spring Emerging in the dark. When the wind stalls, Only love remains, Warm And fragrant in the newborn light. There is nothing but sun, Nothing but love, Nothing But tiny red flowers in bloom. Written by Helen Rose […]
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God(dess)
Godde is gender fluid, The virgin mother And the sugar daddy. Godde’s pronouns Are we/us/ours. Godde’s laughter Is rich and melodious, Amused By human boxes Made to contain That which can only be Easily explained. Godde’s eyes are diamonds, Our skin the night, our tears the ocean When contemplating Blood shed in our name. Godde […]