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savage light | poem fourteen
posted by imani , Tuesday, February 3, 2009 at 2:16 PM, in Labels:

the parting of lush
gardens by your
hands
they kneel ~
the leaves fall
upon your fingers
and wait there
~ for their destiny
to be fulfilled
and their dreams
to be lived…
again and again.

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anais nin

and the day came when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

t.s. eliot

i should have been a pair of ragged claws.

frida kahlo

i hope the exit is joyful and i hope never to return.