Standing Strong

Bring me pollen and perfume
And I will stand strong
Inhaling deep electric between us…
barely verging, almost apart,
connected yet each whole,
Knowing what we all share, and
Panting while grounded in the earth’s magic
And each other’s warmth.
Rocking in rhythm when we whereever meet.

I stood on a hill in a storm.
Lightening so close I could smell it.
Tingles on the back of my neck.
I never felt so joined with all beyond
me.

Live life loud. Fill yourself full on what you can and what nourishes you. Scavenge and ask for what you want. Adventure. Remember to let yourself be a wild thing. Climb. Laugh. Swing. Take big bites and savor. Revel. Look as many ways you can before you cross. Shake and tremble in awe. Be your strength and live your lush potential. Claim your freedom fully.

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