Sometimes the words just fall
on deaf ears
blank pages
tattered journals
screens that can be erased
sometimes
the words are left
hanging in the air
unspoken
contained
in the heart
and the gaze
that has so many
more words
that are waiting
to be heard
read
whispered
felt.
Jeanna’ Mead
11 22 p.m 6-19-17
http://www.jeannasoul.com
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I'm a woman that is absolutely in love with life....I'm doing what I love to do-as a massage therapist,a writer,a seeker of all that touches my soul and lifts my body.
I find great pleasure in the midst of chaos, in time with nature and kindred spirits.
I love the wisdom and clarity of Paulo Coelho, the music that makes me dance, and being present with the person I'm with.
I write to fulfill my soul and, hopefully, to touch others.
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