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ellaletters · 5 years
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Remember
the vast mirror
that shines through from the other side
Reflecting the best of you to yourself
because the other was here with you,
before.
To share a little time,
together.
To hold each other,
shine beside each other,
Together.
the vast, embracing open
bridged
with the echos of their laughter
woven forever
through every thread of your soul.
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ellaletters · 5 years
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and suddenly
my heart shone again
like the sun coming out from behind the clouds
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ellaletters · 5 years
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Meet me where the branches touch across the great divide
Leaves reaching out like fingers intertwining longing to hold each other’s hands
How long has it taken  for these sweet-hearted trees to meet seeing each other across the way growing in their own lots
Baring their own stories of lovers’ carvings storm-broken branches and wistful breezes
A knowing rises in their wood-ringed hearts the call of destiny dances at their edges
Apart they grow together and meet across the great divide
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ellaletters · 6 years
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lift the lid from the suffering;
when all the sides are pressing in
and no choices feel available -
something has to give.
so give yourself the gift of easing
the pressure you place 
upon your own shoulders.
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ellaletters · 6 years
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greet the different
like the same
and the old
becomes all new
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ellaletters · 6 years
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you find yourself sitting 
on the edge of a drinking glass
legs dangling in the cool air
you look far down into crystal liquid 
something draws you forward, closer
thirst growing
off, you push
out, into mid-air
so small you drift with the speckles of mist
as your giant self raises your glass
and drinks you down
filling your belly with entirely you,
quenched
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ellaletters · 6 years
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look closer at your texture
fly above it with your eyes
your breath becomes breeze
tiny ripples sweep your surface
all your skin is shining ocean
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ellaletters · 6 years
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opened in the midnight storm
the centre of the wise tree, bare
let itself crack in two
light streaming in 
each half warmed into new life.
gentle hands reach out between
soul gravity streams upwards
through your vibrant fingers
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ellaletters · 6 years
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see your middle heart
your warm voice echoes with veils of velvet silence.
in breath fills your inside belly,
up & out breath
alive mist swirls, twirls with sparkling stars
and nothing more can tell them apart.
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ellaletters · 6 years
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Paint your life
with broader strokes than you ever planned
splash free outside the edges; the whole delicious mess shows you your own kind of art
Un-frame-able beauty
Larger than your deepest breath taken as you splash up through your own surface at last risen from sea-floor depth
Your life has come alive because there are no more dim corners where your past can hover collecting dust
Un-name-able beauty
You’ve spied through the golden keyhole and watched yourself dissolve in light
let it shiver through your skin electrify your touch.
Un-tame-able beauty
See the leaves of your form ruffle in the wind
no worry, they don’t mind letting go it’s their freedom to dance in the breeze and your freedom to let them
Naked bones beneath revealed the chill they feared doesn’t come -
the new fresh air sets you kindly ablaze
and your laughing fire 
crackles bright with joy
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ellaletters · 6 years
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I am reminded of your energy
in the quiet sleepful ocean between the isles of waking
As I drift asleep  I drift away from the shore on a boat made of loving hands
Rocked in arms of knowing I am sure in my own heart every fibre beats as one
blanketed in quiet night I have no need for oars or flares I am not lost at sea.
I am home in the embrace of loving memory of sameness felt long ago All my lessons have told me listen when the calm truth rests peaceful in my belly, and I can deep dive to the tips of all my toes
So as I sway in the waves of remembering and listen to the hushed ebb and flow
I am comforted again rested as I near a new horizon and drift ashore once more waking opening with eyes smiling new 
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ellaletters · 6 years
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the cavernous warmth
of two hands clasped
walls translucent transcendent
we wander through the ridges and valleys the mesmerising maze of each other’s finger prints
meaning held as much in the space of the impression left behind as the prints themselves pressed into the soul
each drawn breath a new wind that carves the lines and alleys into our hearts
each day we are alive there is endless wilderness inside to bravely venture both alone and together.
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ellaletters · 6 years
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speak with your body and do -
life flows when action sings from the soul.
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ellaletters · 6 years
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the way their hand rested upon my chest
closed, I didn’t let myself see they cared to hold my heartbeat.
later I see what they saw. it’s shining into itself
realising this myself through myself in seas of gladness brimming, swimming
I am discharged of all concern about how that hand that heard this heart had later cast this heart aside.
Long before and long after  this solar heart grows still warmer here.  centres here. radiant
at last I hear.
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ellaletters · 6 years
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when the seed begins to crack
full of every potential, every knowing
it spills into its own ancient destiny
effortlessly
radiant in the light 
of its own tall, leafy image,
up springs the seed 
from tiniest, humblest origin
into the arms 
of its own towering tree heart.
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ellaletters · 6 years
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last night
I fell asleep to a rippling forest
seeing sun and breeze
up through the high tree tops.
As the gentle light shone through
stairs appeared, up and up
each step an airy, floating, glistening stone
awaiting whispered footsteps.
Flickers of dappled light showing the way
up through the breeze-ruffled canopy 
to crystal sky and sun.
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ellaletters · 6 years
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Just along the way
finding yourself can happen
it’s no longer about wrong or right
it’s about being, simply
and letting go as often as possible.
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