speak only of love...on this hot summer's Sunday.. I feel as if everything is in its right place...
my liver is where my liver should be
my heart is smiling
my toes are happy to be down there
my ears are softly humming to the tunes of aking
my pulse is quiet and gentle
what a blessing
what grace bestowed upon me
bundle of ironing on the dining room table
what more could I ask for than
perhaps your company?
M
extract from a book I'm reading:
"right here is the place where our questions and our incompleteness fall away"
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