Some storms pass
Sudden –
Belonging only to the
Moment of their
Giving.
And some linger…as if touching two
Points of stillness and raining
Motion in between.
We are at once both sudden and
Lingering…a flash of desire
Held long against the
Flesh.
We are storms...raining holy for
Each other.
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In motion we give...and stillness
recieve.
And yet more we give ourselves rapt in
motionless surrender and the allowence of all
things falling holy to our presence.
We have given stillness.
Becoming - if an instance - a lingering
point of motion and
surender.
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