My heart is open. My heart is broken. My heart is falling in love again.
I do it daily ~ fall in love with life that is.
I dance for meditation.
I pray with every step.
My bicycle is my savoir.
The mother is my muse.
My spirit could use strengthening
My edges long to soften.
I want to believe my life matters.
I want to believe your life matters.
Actually I believe it’s accidental.
I believe we make our own matter.