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Saturday, May 17, 2014

Run to the Sacred, Run to Grace, Run to Life

“Run my dear,
From anything
That may not strengthen
Your precious budding wings.”
― Hafez
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my computer sits on my desk
calling
work to be done
things to do

run

ah yes,
run my child
run

says the Sacred One

run from the world of should’s, ought’s and must’s
run from those who would make your love of me
a matter of rule and creed

run from those who would coerce
or manipulate
run from people who would build themselves up at your expense

run from
but also to

to love
to acceptance
to a sense of being loved and forgiven
and accepted

the world is out there
fresh
green
growing
full of life
ready to offer you delight

carpe diem

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