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My body is a temple

my body is a tomb

my body has given birth

and been birthed

by another body’s womb

what womb, I muse, shall birth me

back into the ethers

from hence I once came

born in to this world of matter

to play at an oft times cruel game.

Sharon Brodbeck 07.30.21

Into The Mystic

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Once tiny girls

With Loving, searching Hearts

Misunderstood

Our Hearts fell apart

Gifting a small piece

To each we did meet

Hoping it to be enough

Our wells now hidden deep

As time went by

We put aside our dreams

Our little girls surviving

By any and all means

Little girls long tucked away

Women, we’ve now become

Our hearts broken, scattered far and wide

Belonging to no One

“Women, summon your little girl

the time has come you see,

to gather the many pieces

make your Heart one for Thee”

With Hearts brought Whole

Shine Your Love

Release the pain harbored within

Allow your Heart

To tone it’s tune

Weave your Dreams

Once Again

Sharon Brodbeck ‘2005

Into The Mystic

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Toni Frissell “Lady in the Water” 1947

I think of you.

I think of you in the moments between moments,

in the pause between breaths,

and I wonder if you think of me.

There is no middle road any longer;

is there darling?

If you cannot see me in your future, than am I now, a figment of your past?

Our earthy haven now immersed in oceans

and we adrift

in swells of memory.

6.03.2010 © Sharon Brodbeck in2themystic.wordpress.com

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