Much of what is received is in the form of poetry, something that I couldn’t do in a month of Sundays.
The interesting thing is that I am always sure of what I am receiving….until I go back and read it after a bit of time.

Ever do you walk
Through the weave of life
In and out you go
Up and down you go
Never does it end
There is much to do
There is naught to do

Just inside the flow
Everything’s aglow
Can you hear us call
Join with us and know
Knowing gives you peace at the pace you go
Some are fast
Some are slow
It matters naught
Allowing is the weft running through the weave
It is the key to walking the weave in Love
Not in Love with her
Not in Love with him
Walk in Love of you

Mother of One





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