It is easy to become distracted and lose contact with yourself and your authenticity. There is a part of you that notices the disconnection; from self, from others, from the present moment.
This is your invitation...
come to life.
They’d heard tell of it happening…
echoing only softly
in those precious moments
where stillness would undress
and lie before them.
Its gentle absence
the only invitation
any would receive.
For those to whom it mattered,
bones spoke in open resonance
and the call,
once adrift on the wind
began to settle
where it would bed down
amidst their dreams.
Compelling tales
spoken to silence
emerged
and would tempt them forward
to ...