June 4 2018

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June joins the party,

As summer beckons us forth

All of the buds reluctantly pushing forth to tremble into their essence

Emanating a gentle shivering pulse, shimmering

Showing itself

As It wears through you,

Its patterns becoming clearer

The ways becoming readable

Literacy and intelligence

Marry

One far greater than their hold

They track loves embrace

Rather than making the maps the old fashioned ways

Learning to listen

Giving the creating blossoming all encompassing energy to radically shift the perception and

Relationship to itself

To the expressions of its nature

And gets nurtured into place

Into new space

Or rather of forgotten lands

Of far off places called to return once again

Often hidden in plain sight

Finally the remnants of what once was comes to light

I call the long lost little girl to me

You are safe in my home

Through the invisible lines you travelled far

Calling upon the wolf to retrieve you from the depths of where you are

All along creating a magic sphere

That runs parallel to where I stand here

But here I wait for you to return

To meld our lines and merge our turns

To create one cohesive matter

Not splitting off parts into space

But a collection collective swirl

May the colors return

May the magic swipe across the land

May love be experienced

May unconditional love be felt so as to not have to believe in its power

May it be actualized

A reality

A truth

A stature

Upon which

These lands stand

Learning how to witness

How to be an active observer

How to listen with my eyes

As well as vertical input

Horizontal develops as well

Listening

Each pore an eye

And an ear

The point where these two meet

Is when the cycle is complete

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Lena Cole