I find it is so easy
To perpetuate the anger
That I own (or that owns me)
There are a thousand tiny ways,
Then there is the Big Anger
That comes with the weight of breath
And the ache of ending
When I imagine living
In the space of who I am
I see constant vigil with an open heart
And learning to release
My frowning thoughts
And leave their words unspoken
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I am grateful I can turn to my wife’s wonderful angel blessing cards at:
http://www.gloriousangels.etsy.com
daninmaya 