My Heart Speaks Here

One Realization, One Memory, One Story at a Time

heidibeth

heidibeth
Birthday
April 02
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I'll tell you about my journey while I'm telling myself, rereading and saying aha! yes! and that is what it was like! Words have magic feet. I like to see them dance. The rest is to be kept quiet because it is sacred. How I watch people and love them never wondering if we'll agree. I love them because they are. I believe in words but they aren't everything. I'll take harsh speech and good deeds over eloquence and little helpful action in the world. There's shades of gray through everything which is one of many reasons I pray, "Thy Will not mine be done," trying not to cross my fingers but keep my eyes and heart open.

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Salon.com
JUNE 24, 2012 12:50PM

Easy Like Sunday Morning

Rate: 3 Flag

 

  porch swing

I need to hear the birdsong,
the distant hoot owl call,
and nothing else,

I like a little drip drop
from cloudy skies,
a notion I might
bake brownies,

I like a notion,
I like the word.
It sounds gentle,
like two people

on a porch swing
talking about last night's storm
when one gets “a notion to...”
do something

with that creaky porch door,
and then they sit and swing,
back and forth,
back and forth

all day long, as if no words
had passed between them.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Peaceful imnage found here

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Beautiful. I can totally see, hear, smell that place.
Bernadine Spitzsnogel
June 24, 2012 01:31 PM
Perfect that I moved out to my yard swing right before I read this...I feel every single thought.
Lunchlady 2
June 24, 2012 03:59 PM
I hope this longed for peace will come to you. Lovely.
Alysa Salzberg
June 24, 2012 04:40 PM