Hi Divergents,
Seasons are changing and spring is springing. Can you feel it?
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I look forward to bigger writing projects in the future, but I find myself sneaking poems in here and there. It’s been a fun evolution, these past few years. A loved one suggested I release a poetry collection. It hadn’t occurred to me that I would be one to release a poetry book. Maybe I will, maybe I won’t, but the seed has been planted and I reflect on that possibility.
Writing poetry has been an emerging joy.
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Here is one from the annals:
My house is being cleared
By thieves & hurricanes
But the "Guesthouse" reminds:
Be open to gifts of all variety.
Even those that tenderize
beyond recognition.
Go deep to the bones.
Let the studs be laid bare.
Attend to the rot & termites
Build back more spacious,
More inviting, & more familiar
Let Love build your house.
// Let Love
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Rooting for you!
-esb
Questions on Becoming Divergent:
What is the foundation of your life?
What’s your favorite poem?
What’s your relationship to change?
Do your resist or welcome emotions?
(Reflect on these for personal benefit and/or share with the BD community by replying).
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