"The Gift" ~ Writers Island

in the north,
the south, the east
and in the west...
breathing in,
breathing out,
my name whispered in the silence
and the space between...
this moment in time,
a seamless rift
that runs along fault lines in the earth,
the ocean,
and the place between me and you...
where flames of water
earth this breeze in the air,
and stepping in,
a joy unfolding,
touching this place,
this now,
this gift...
the beat of my heart...


© "The Gift" for Writers Island 2007

Photo: Heart space of our Santa Rosa Labyrinth.


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