The bones remember
ancestors habit and pattern
proclivity and appetence
The heart recalls
yesterday’s yearning
while beckoned today
divine challenge
The mind turns and weaves
in silent interpretation
ever appraising the moment
now, past, or future
Aligned as one
Intent and focus aligned
seeking all parts engaged
on purpose
Heart open widely
to guidance
Enamored of Beloved
every fiber of being
living in devotion
Like spokes on a wheel
We are each integral
To the circle of Life
Spinning toward our destiny
Each adding strength
Doing our individual part
I used to be bent
The support of those around me
And the force of the spin
Have straightened me out..
The branch so lofty
and gnarled
huge and magnificent
still reaches lightly
with every tiny fingerlet
for the inspiration
of the sky
toes buried deep and searching
groundedness
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May you be a conduit
today between above and
below for Spirit’s sap
