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| Word of the Year 2013 |
intentions are bred
in the delicate
depths
of our being
they come from
the seeds that are
scattered
across the soulfield
of experience
they sprout forth
peeking shyly above
the soil
often turned back
inside
never feeling the
sun’s full rays
they need to be named
and noticed
spoken of
called out
verbalized
voiced
nourished and kneaded
watered and tended to
soin lies their power
no longer dormant
but thriving and
flourishing
like a flame
which severs the
darkness
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| San Xavier Mission |
Great word, Patty. Beautiful photographs. The last one of the fire is mesmerizing. xoDonna
ReplyDeleteyou're so right about intentions needing to be vocalized! beautiful photos partnered with your poem!
ReplyDeleteSuch gorgeous images and reminders of the flames that fuel and fire our intentions. Beautiful!
ReplyDeletebeautifully written patty...I get it..
ReplyDeleteEspecially that last picture is fabulous, Patty. I like your word of the year very much, and your photos fit your words here perfectly.
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