A Poem I love written by Rebecca Holt
Slow slower slowing
The wind swaying it's pace
Of the earth's renewing embrace
Teaching us grace
In each pirouette
This dance fills our cells
Moving through the heart beat's homing swells
Being silently pulled into the edges of now
Held by the anchoring caress
Of each breath's bow
Listen, can you hear her gentle whisper
...We are holding you in your becoming
All is well
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