comes a time to turn to put the feet of the heart
forward step at a time each foot shod in time lessness
and space lessness
comes a space to hold to place the hands of the soul
around the body’s tabernacle each hand soothed and
soothing
comes a view to see to cast the eyes of the being
beyond the mind’s walls built by No without
Know ingness
comes a time to cluster these in courage and trust
to move away from the air lessness of shallow being
Toward
to step off the craig onto Love
c. 2017 Roberta Compton Rainwater
Oct 31, 2017
Oct 31, 2017 at 9:22 AM UTC
comes a time to turn to put the feet of the heart
forward step at a time each foot shod in time lessness
and space lessness
comes a space to hold to place the hands of the soul
around the body’s tabernacle each hand soothed and
soothing
comes a view to see to cast the eyes of the being
beyond the mind’s walls built by No without
Know ingness
comes a time to cluster these in courage and trust
to move away from the air lessness of shallow being
Toward
to step off the craig onto Love
c. 2017 Roberta Compton Rainwater
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