Bright beautiful being.
I can see you.
I can see you-
with all your errands, aspirations and disillusionment...
I can see you
because I can recognize that which is mine.
But just now,
a bird outside the window is reminding me,
we are made of stardust.
We are a manifestation of
sacred geometry and miraculous improbability.
All that is wild and holy lives within us.
Shake loose your mane
and allow the low guttural sound that is in your belly
to vibrate through you.
Bring all the pieces of yourself home.
You are love
You are loved