Webbings

Quiet place
Deep grace
Spaciousness
Within
Without.

I see you
my friend,
with difficulties
as deep as
a crevasse
in mountain’s
winter snow.
And you
my friend,
fast as lightning
your mind
moves.
And you
my friend,
soul mate
with still
un-shared
rooms in
your mansion.
And you
my friend,
deep grace,
limitless spirit
covering, covering
the face of
Earth.

We need
each other –
to find
our way,
uncover
truths,
celebrate and
grieve,
keep the faith.
We need
each other
because
Truth
is in
our stories
and
beyond
our stories.
We need
each other.

Without connection
the web of life
exists
as
a dusty cobweb
in the forgotten
corner
of the
grass hut.
Impossible,
this is.
We only need
eyes to see
there is
no way
We
are not
connected.

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