"She sees deep and is glad,
who ascends to mortality
and in her imprisonment rises
upon herself as
the sea in a chasm,
struggling to be free and unable to be,
in her surrendering
finds her continuing."
A dear friend wrote and reminded me that I am something growing. And today this is as much needed as it is appreciated.
I find myself a little 'stuck'- needing a head shift of some sort.
Needing some patience with myself.
