Soul Pressed Poetry

Poetry that comes from our soul.

empty me (7 Nov 2009)

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watch me disappear
  body, mind, soul
under a cascading
  cacuera (waterfall)

a deep spring drowning
to start again
all over
and empty me

empty me
empty me
empty me

watch me disappear
  body, mind, soul
aching to be freed
to follow the light up there

fill me up
  bring new light
new love for this heart
and empty me

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