Filling the jar with love
Single fragment — heart remains.
Overflowing with a heartfelt song — two as one — an ancient telling of the sacred throng. Scaturient morsels of love — cookie jars thief — stealing a bite with every passing by.
Nourishing for a thousand lifetimes — seemingly full — empty withering thought of what it used to be. Voided space — filling the jar — only a broken morsel remains — both halves of the other touched by fear of losing it all.
Teardrops — flooding gates — opening in hopes of watering seeds of what was — leaving both halves out to dry. Two halves splicing jagged breath — kissed by the promises of something greater.
Hung out to dry — hearts torn at the seam — buried together with remnants of one another. Wait and see — never knowing — bursting from mother’s bosom.
~ Ani Po
Inspired by JD Greyson’s dance with inspiration:
Thank you Filza Chaudhry and the Heart Revolution family, for sharing this dance.
Much gratitude for those who take time to read, ponder, and allow the inner workings of self to come forward. Grateful for the feedback, love shared, and, more importantly, the Dance with Inspiration. Deep Peace.
