i believe i was meant for something higher not bigger not bolder just closer to what makes sense i feel low again not deeper not farther from what i know in my heart is immeasurable in distance so i see the lie and i call it out upon myself to myself and stand outside butContinueContinue reading “glide dance”
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doubt less
and in what world would it make sense for one to be born into hesitation? do you see the river reluctant to flow? in fear of breaching its banks? do you find a frog in mid leap? in distrust that it might land? if you were to become, again, anew this day with no knowingContinueContinue reading “doubt less”