Something longed
to know the space
below the surface —
to tune myself
to subtle knowings
of my own unwhispered
prayers.
It startled me
at first
to sense
my own true voice
and notice where
attention landed
when it was allowed
to play.
The subtleness
seemed almost
too tender to hold
without trying
to translate into
words.
But I learned to hold
the forming words
a little longer
and allowed my heart
to lead.
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“where my attention landed when it was allowed to play” fascinating phrase that brought a new idea to me–Love You!
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I love that subtle knowings. The perfect way to say it 💜💜💜
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❤❤❤
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