With my cup of tea In my own world I suddenly realised How what is me That which is divine Feels separate from me Many times
When you make Divine your partner Your friend Your confide Your guiding force I
You may have chosen To be the flow & River Of Persistence darling In ways You never could Experience it before
I am learning To shed and grow To grow and shed The leaves and fruits
December is the month of warmth. Of inclusion. Of breaking barriers . Of gifts. Of receiving. Of giving. Of sharing . Of caring. Of just being. Of celebrating life.
You may be feeling Like a flower darling Very delicate And fragile Knowing that you may be plucked Any moment Just because You look and seem divine