Literary Yard

Search for meaning

By: Angelo McCabe


She moves through space
like a gentle sound
and wherever she goes
she glows.

And the center of the world,
and of Creation
is wherever she is,
wherever she is drawn
wherever she stops to pause
and rest
in the fullness of who she is.

If I close my eyes and hold still
I can feel her at my center
and wherever I go
inside I am aglow.


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