Grace and Flow
Dream. Bend. SEE.
A heart healed, a soul emerged.
Fire. Raging on, returning to dust, all that held memories.
Burning, in a country divided in fear. Tennessee. Oakland.
Fire. Rockets over head, bombs explode,
Rise from the ashes beautiful Goddesses.... Rise from the pain... Obliterate the negativity... reach deep into the fierce grace in your hearts... actively BE
What we are is written in the sands of time, just as it is released back to the Mother as surges of her ocean crash upon our shores,