We have two eyes through which
to see . . . . duality.
We have two ears through which
we hear . . . . duality.
Two brain hemispheres,
the corpus collosum filtering
. . . duality.
And we have one heart . . . unity.
May my eye be single.
The eye is single
as the heart leads. . . unity.
My heart has lead me
into the swampy terrain
of healing old wounds.
Those self inflicted,.
the hardest to forgive
and wounding from others,
still needing our forgiveness.
With work
the dark swampland
gives ‘way to
will alignment.
The realization that Creator
chooses my joy and peace,
and ony allows and accepts
my choices to re-visit the
murky swampland of pain.
Lizette Estelle Stiehr
August 11, 2011
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