eternal nudge
alaina marie
grassroots
innocent and intimate
sensuality refined
truth in the felt sense
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a child untainted,
in sync with the rhythms of nature
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receiving and embracing life
free from the shackles of a self-
imposed guilt and shame
organic naivety
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guns ablaze
the inevitable reality
of the human experience
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an inaudible whisper
"Beware what you choose to believe Sweetheart"
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sense enmeshment
confused discombobulation
her sweet rhythm off the rails
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too much
i bite the hand that feeds me
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the way smoke dances
off the edge of incense, and into the air…
truth drifted off into the still abode
only to be remembered
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insatiably hungry, a driving desire for
a primitive nurturance
and a fire stoked
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self preservation was selective
of its preferences
the senses it's close companion
raging, both gross and subtle
consuming everything in its path
time and time again,
the disguised darkness coaxed
and had its way
Delusion. Rigidity. Resentment
beware the assumed Black Sheep status
grief, sadness and longing unfelt
the sheep in wolves clothing
the fibres slowly dissolve
"Be careful what you choose to believe Sweetheart"
be still, breathe & behold
even in the dark
the offering of the omnipresent
and eternal nudge
receive it and you will remember me more important-
you will remember you
your worth
when grace stirs
bow down in sweet surrender
I will receive
Curious. Open. Etheric. Worthy