i had spent myself
on frivolous being
grieving and clinging
to unseeing things
~
i have no words
for the love you return
the celestial wings
of unified strings
~
a torrent of trusting
implicit simplicity
life’s possibility
fine and true
~
adorn me with melody
a luscious harmony
the softest epiphany
soothes my multitudes
~
© M.G. Iannucci 2018
The self-gifted love of two is the vast power of the reciprocal. Humans were built for that relational being. Whether you see it as embodied or mirroring, it is all self-love. It is a participation in the creative flourishing of a universe, inside and out, the cause of effects that have no boundaries.
happy new year !
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Happy New Year
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🙂
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So wonderfully spoken!
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Thank you, Bill. Some things are difficult to articulate. I did my best.
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I thought you did a splendid job!
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I appreciate that, Bill.
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