Flowing

This writing bubbled up this morning. What a gift to be reminded of our youth when we lived arms opened wide, and wild abandon was our way of Being!!!

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I remember,and it is me

Now, then, and always.

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Flowing

By Cerantha

7/23/20

When the river runs to the sea

It does not question the flow

Nor anticipate the future

It does not pause to fear, or evaluate

Those things we so often do

As life presents us with change

From today on

Shall we flow into our own newness

Joyously, with abandon

For change is inevitable

And the sea is potent with possibilities.