Monday, February 13, 2012

on tiptoe...

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a young thing finds a puddle... 
finds a magnetic pull to dip in a toe. 
the water wraps itself around the toe, and takes in the heel, the ankle. 
the tickle, the tingle, the taste of fresh clarity.

below toes, swimming deep are strong colorful bodies of strength. swimmers of confidence. searchers for truth. sleek. swarming unseen.




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feel the flutter of birds dangling around your neck, landing on your fingertip? a new fact of life nests on the top of your heart~ feathers falling slowly in your hair, a chirping you cannot ignore. do not ignore. 







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 a burning firebird has stolen the blindfold, has found a deeper room, has darted here and there, leaving ash and rebirth in its wake. it flies. it floats. it soars. it sears. it beats at its cage (the soul!!) to "let me outta here!!" the day comes when it will not be caged for a moment longer. falling is flight. flight is strength. strength, weakness. weakness, the willingness to fall again. 

"My Etherial Dancers" - The Art of Didi Foronda 



and when the time is right. 
and when the light creates clarity.
and when eyes open.
and when day dawns.
and when life fits. 
and when love comes to stay...







                                                                               tumble down. get up on tip toes. and

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kiss.



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