The wild weather
And the wild woman
Have boarded the same train
I am spirit
I am here, deal with it
I’ve kept things gentle for too long now
Everything rests
Everything is supported
Everything continues, each to it’s own nature
The whispering sounds
The roar and rhythm
The drawing of breath, embodiment of truth
I know, it can be a bit too much
A bit too powerful
A bit too chunky, bless their hearts
The forgivers
The aligners
The deniers. Let them flounder.
The sun shines
Water is wet
I am here, be with it.
Jambo Robyn 
I am touched by your words, impressive!
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How are you going there, Mihran? Thank you for your kind words. Sometimes I write patiently and dutifully, sometimes my heart explodes and words just aren’t enough. This is one of those unplanned moments.
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wow – I missed you and I am, doing well – I consider your words close to my heart, it means a lot to me:) I love you and I love your page:)
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There is something about you, my friend. whether I comment or not, I am often delighted by your contributions to the online world. Never stop, you have such a beautiful spirit that makes me smile 🙂
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thank you Princess – I consider your words the best therapy for me, it gives a positive energy and joy:)
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I love it from beginning to end. ❤
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so glad to see you writing again, Robyn 🙂
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thank you for all the encouragement
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, i loved the ‘journey’ through this poem
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