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.