find your wing.

The four directions embed inside me like a song stuck in my head that I never want to stop.
Feeling them pressing into me, holding me.
A ancient sense of belonging once forgotten refound.
And as golden wings graze open blue sky,
Wind howling in response and celebration,
Ecstasy vibrates, pulses through body and memory.
A forever knitting happens through me as a channel.
Fertile, alive life beneath interconnected roots,
Finding its intimate homecoming as it is offered up,
Earth to heaven, heaven to earth.
And as arms sweep north and south,
The unconditional mother and father soothe their unconditional infant.
Hands to ground, I offer.
I belong to you,
Thank you,
I love you.

Artwork by Dorian Legret

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