Betsy Soukup
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spirals begun.

1/5/2017

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I will plant seeds of light in patterns
     of spirals begun, round my feet
And I'll kneel at the altar of my soul
     at the doorway of my ripened mind
Until my pain and past have both
     lost all power, become welcome friends
With my shadows I will dance,
     twist and untie the multitudes
Of my forever revealing possibilities

And if no one hears me, I'll know
I have greeted and embraced
​the only one I could ever really know.
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