it's not physical, but my body aches & my muscles are strained. it's a work of the heart. my heart our hearts: they strain to understand, to communicate a depth of love, to reveal worth & belonging. their hearts, her heart. sometimes the opportunity is but a tiny sliver. it sticks in you & stays with you for awhile, but it hurts too. it's short, it happens fast, doesn't usually last too long. i can only hope that the body works out the piece that caused the pain & the mind and heart can focus on the amazing way the body, mind, soul can process & grow. rooted in love, grown in truth. it's a work of the heart.
xo. Love your way with words.
ReplyDeletework of the heart, indeed. sending love. xo.
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