inner spaces: Belonging

Saturday, January 9, 2016

Belonging

how many times
have I walked this shore,
watching waves
ebb and flow
between two worlds
that were and never mine?

between heaven and hell
is this place,
this earth,
this sand
soft and hard
beneath my feet,
where I can feel
and be the longing,
this is where
i truly belong.

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Janice SandeenJanuary 9, 2016 at 9:46 PM
Thinking of you. Hoping you are well. I feel the absence that has seemed to arrive somehow. OM Namah Shivaya
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Priya DesikanJanuary 10, 2016 at 11:15 AM
Dear Janice

Thank you for thinking of me. I am well....in a well where I felt called to be suddenly.....feeling what it takes to be a well and not a river....and more....much much more. love and hugs.
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for my eyes only

there is a place,
a sanctuary,
somewhere inside,
where I can rest
without clothes,
without mascara,
without painted lips
singing staccato songs,
and waxed skin glowing
in its unnatural perfection,
where I am there
for my eyes only,
without mindless wanderings,
without seductive snares,
without violating what I love most,
without settling for anything less
than who I am and want to be,
where I can speak with my own voice,
not waiting to be received or extolled,
where I can stand
in front of my heart's desire
and not twitch a muscle or breath,
where I can hold and burn in the fire
of my own wildness and maverick self
unleashed without walls and checks,
where I can claim my gifts,
my humanness,
and a lifetime of stories
waiting to be heard and released
into the orgasmic mystery
of all that is and isn't me,
for my eyes only.

come with me....
...as I take you there....

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Saturday, January 9, 2016

Belonging

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