There is a place, beyond this place... A week of thankfulness {Multitudes on Mondays}

There is a place, beyond this place.
Sunlit strands curve outward and onward,
Evoking the soft sting of a memory.
Sighing deep as a teardrop drawn from the dawn.



Weary heart don't forget, all colours are birthed,
From the light that finds you here in the dark.
In this fractured moment, Love beckons unflinching.
"Cup your hands and hold the weightless gold of eternity.
Release all else,
This is the way,
come."



Here, in this moment with all it's flaws,
The sodden clay, the tear stained pores,
Lies a germinating soil.
From which grain can grow.
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In that moment,
when life reveals its true purpose,
let go,
and Love will break like a wave, trembling,
Over the bare ground of your soul.



Seek that pearl. Sell all else!
Abandon your heart to the deep.
Beneath, and beyond the endless fields of desire and fear,
The seed waits for water.
Earthy, pure.