Saturday, July 30, 2011
Naked as a Flower - I AM!
After the massage
I walk my peaceful self home
Before blessed bed
although, tired to the bone
I pick fresh flowers
along winding sleepy road
They speak of love
onto dreams I can still hold
Fresh as summer air
Everyone has gone to sleep
Old pain comes up
Walking; I begin to weep
So very touched, am I
beauty blossoms everywhere
I hope someone truly sees
my truth; as naked and bare.
Often, I feel so very lonely.
With this recent week - worn
and spent ...Enduring our recent post Fukishima nuclear fallout,
is painful enough. Living in a near to boiling bubble
of low pressure poison ... Spreading a virus that almost everyone
around me, is fitfully playing host to. Havoc plays
supreme ruler to Mother Nature as more bloodshed
is laid at her beaten-down door.
Blowing my nose, after an incredibly restful
hour, under the tender-hearted care of a kind Asian healer.
I am blessed to know that my lymph nodes are draining and
health and vitality are on an upswing. Traditional Chinese
Massage; and its myriad of magical benefits many ...
Yet, compassion is the biggest gift that I received
upon this enchanted evening.
A pretty pic was taken, this past late night,
after my 13 mile return trip, from New Feet Clinic.
Standing in my rawk'n kitchen; wearing my freshly cleaned
Sports Bra and new Power Crystal bead bracelet.
Enjoy the posies - please.