Find meaning in your pain,
your trauma,
your wounds
Become the container
of your story
not the contained
To deeply connect
we need to unravel
unfold
be vulnerable
exposed
In this space
we see it all
In his space
we expand
We allow
We heal

I am certain that you don’t
And quite possibly never did
But if I ask you if you ever loved me
Even just for a day
Please tell me a comforting lie

yes and hope it will be honesty
a good flower then many seeds

for another year

we have thundering rain
i can hear it

i see the buses are all diverted
to avoid dyfi bridge which is
closed for flooding

there is a real pretty footbridge
just along and they say the back
road is a lovely path to walk

travel and work here are now
commanded by the weather

what have we done , oh really

we cry out when some one dies
as we should
&
i have tears for the creatures we
harm who die

i missed the pheasant on the
road last evening
then
it ran in front the oncoming
who avoided it too

yes really
walked off nonchalantly
avoiding the extra letter
which i have deleted