in allowing the discord
sinking back into myself
wafting slowly down as a feather
falls through a windless day
pieces of me, once exiled
return home; prodigal friends
forming within a peace of me
new spaces to explore
all in allowing the discordant
harmonies to play out their
macabre symphonies all –
all of it composing within
giving full permission for the
the sweet to be sweet with the bitter
to be bitter – they combine
to create something better
there is no making sense of it
it’s more about being than chasing
it’s more about allowing than forcing
it’s less about logic and more about unfolding
beneath the discordant riffs
a peace of me exists
wafting through the currents
settling into what is meant to be
just as it is – bitter & sweet
such bliss
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1. the pull
2. the draw
3. the wave
4. the love
5. the push
6. the lull
7. the well
8. the hand
9. upward spiral
10. weightless
11. ever-longing
12. the hot seat
13. reluctant submission
14. the dive
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