that
That
that song that keeps playing in my head
that retort I wish I never said
that money I wasted on a dress
that time you asked but I did not say yes
that photo I never got to take
that mistep I refused to make
that jealousy I fought so hard to erase
that
that creeps into a deeper place
that longing I cannot control
that rant when I'm on a roll
that day I gave up to work instead of play
that day I gave into shadow's way
that I know I'll do it all again
that unruly energy I now call friend
that chaos is another path taken
that
that leads to gifts starting to awaken
that I can now face the pain
that unruly energy called passion stands to gain
that we so often mislabel what is truly in our hearts
that is that sum of all its wondrous parts
ag ~ 2012
with gratitude...
inspired by ~
Vicky... on November's full moon
What Was Told,
That by Rumi
So too, all the stops by R.Corman
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Thank you. I do not know why Blogger is creating only run-on sentences for any post I try to post. This is very annoying and tedious.
I will be switching over to wordpress entirely in the near future. I apologize for this ignorance.
