Once again Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt photo has mirrored my dreams. It’s been a challenging two weeks. My computer died, again, and the resuscitation of it was more laborious and disruptive than I had hoped it would be. Breathing into the letting go, what may be lost, what may take monumental efforts to fully restore, has been a call to open the heart.
I dreamt of the self starved
my body yielding to others, breathing
out instead of in. I will be there
for you, she knows the whisper as rote
memory so deep the threads bind her own
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