He was still
she was not
He breathed in
she breathed out
He shut his eyes
she opened hers
He listened
she spoke
He received
she gave
there was no need
for anything else
She knew
he did,too
the lines she drew
stones she laid
words she spoke
one by one
touched them both
every which way
it possibly could
they were still
and they were not
anything more
nothing less
but parts of the best
👣💗 Jeanna’ Mead
12 03 p.m. 6-15-18
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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