Is There Some Timeless Connection of Our Hearts?
I share the guts of my heart in words
because I can’t play guitar
I want to share with someone the guts of my heart
because I crave the intimate act
of thinking someone can see inside my soul
But who justifies the soul?
The person who feels the souls pure frequency
beyond the distortions of the persona feeds the soul
Is there some timeless connection of our hearts
by commiserating in lines that feign poetry?
The guts of my heart are practicing to be a modern Shaman
The initiation is to start with the self.
I share to project into the future my own healing.
I see a healing for us all with love, always.
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- February 14, 2015 / 8:17 pm
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