Zen Girl

Centering into the journey.

Archive for the month “January, 2012”

Blades of Grass

What strikes one will strike two,

and two into many,

the hands are of one,

the stars are of plenty, Read more…

It Carries On

You reach out,

from a blackened heart,

I take hold,

though I fell apart,

not long ago,

becoming lost,

the divine feminine,

turned a bitter frost, Read more…

Hole of Dust

To me and to you and to all of us,

we trekked through the well,

and came out as dust, Read more…

Fish and Fight

If I told you what it would be ,

would you follow me into the sea,  Read more…

Sand Destroyed

Take hold of the reins and carry forth,

a tooth for a tooth

an eye for an eye,

a stone for a stone, Read more…

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