Each day
I look down at my hands
and make sure
I’ve emptied them.
Otherwise, they can’t be
filled, and sometimes
I get thirsty, and need to
make a cup.
For wisdom.
Maybe tonight we can
just not talk, but
just sit beside each
other, silently rooting
for one another.
Silently saying, “Go, go, you can
do it.” Your hands are open,
and you are ready to
receive,
and all the Universe will
silently flood in,
no one will know it, but it’s
already happened.
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Oh how I wish this was true.
Sure it is…
smiling, knowing
your hands are
soaking in it 🙂
Hehehe. Your words brought a smile to my face.
I hope it’s glorious,
that which you picture…
and not warm pee. 🙂
Much Love, Ka
Start each day with empty hands….. Lovely thought and writing.
Thank you, Bernadette. ❤
Thank you for introducing me to your “Feminist Friday!” 🙂
& Happy Women’s Equality Day!
Lovely. ❤
A delightfully poetic yet powerful idea, Ka. Many thanks, and congratulations on this piece. With all best wishes, Hariod.
Hi Hariod!
All your best wishes,
received!
Thank you for your kind words here.
Peace, Ka
I know that crafting words such as these doesn’t come so easily, or if it does, then the moments of inspiration not so frequently. I can’t write poetry myself, and have to use fifty words where the poet’s five suffice. So it is that I leave you once again in gratitude and respect, dear Ka. ❤
For me, the keyword is variation. There’s a lot of different experiences with writing, and time and capacity. Thank you for your kindness, again. What is sufficient, who ever knows? But, rest assured, there needs to be rest periods and pauses ❤ K
This is just what I needed today. Letting go and opening up to the Universe. Thank you! And I love your water background here.