i test waters
of sovereignty
the discrete ability
to know
where to go
when the fields
lack green
outside in
i close the door
on lesser things
spreading vellum wings
i cast myself
to love’s wind
and my life begins
again
~
© M.G. Iannucci 2019
It is amazing to me how the men I know (even the “strong ones”) will cave when they are shamed by their girlfriends or wives. It is an evolutionary vestige that a man is supposed to give resources to a woman and keep her safe. A woman’s anger toward him strips him of the honor that he seeks in that relationship. It is a form of abuse to live in that state. Women use it for controlling.
My inner man deserves to be free. Boundaries are a beautiful thing. Breathe through the pain, let her own her own anger, and hold to your “no”. It is the root of self-discipline, this inner dance. My life is about to change…again.
Photo: An interesting insect. We watched the sun rise together at the lake.
‘i close the door
on lesser things’
…and love the photograph…it takes a an open eye, to notice the little things!
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Thank you, Vidur. My capacity for seeing the minute things on yhe outside has now been turned inside…another chance at healing.
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That is a wonderful way to continue the journey. To healings…and discoveries…!
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Yes…it is, Vidur, especially when life greets with with its own loveliness!
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