 How life speaks to me,
Like poetry, Like piano notes, Falling off straight into, My heart, Beautiful. How I speak to my life, Like rhythms, Like rollercoasters, Grinding the metal, Some days smooth, Or unbelted, I drop, I fail, I get back up, I learn, I grind, I live, Alive I am, So grateful to be here, Amazed. How I blend all of me, Into the world, Like investing, Like devout, Piano playing my own soundtrack, Constructing my own path, Living all of me to its fullest, Never running out of creative potential, Being used, being voiced, being shared, Touching, smelling, hearing, seeing, Thinking, tasting all of life, Resonating, acting, Bringing, the beckoning of all I am, Front and center, However loud or soft needs to be, Both bewildering and astonishing, All at once, no matter how it forks, Beautiful, Beautiful, Beautiful… Holding on still, Holding on fast, Being here, So very here, Amazed, amazing, Living to amaze myself, Over and over again, Constructing, reconstructing, Beautiful, endlessly. Melissa Palmer © Evolving Mirror
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I am originally from British Columbia Canada, but have lived in Iowa, USA, for most of my life. Mom of four, Married. Hello, I am Archives
May 2023
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