Emptiness floods me.
Purpose smaller than pin point
Replenishes soul
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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Lovely, I like that replenishment of your soul in the last line.
Thanks, Andrea.
Sometimes something very small can change things. This is lovely
Yes. It is amazing. Thanks.
I like the contradiction of emptiness and flood. And the ambiguity of purpose… pinpoint – which could also be interpreted as focus. The last line leaves one with a sense of fulfilment. Excellent execution 🙂
Many thanks for your in depth observations and comment. I feel heard.
believe… as long as forces allow me, you’ll be read and heard
Thank you, Heath. I do believe you dear friend. ❤