When I don't ask because I'm afraid to hear what you'll say...
When I am satisfied with knowledge and just walk away...
When I spend the day artificially trying to hide...
When once again Your Truth is drowned out by a lie...
...It's then that I hear You loud and clear
"Come deeper."
"Come deeper."
"Just rest in knowing I AM is here."
Once, I heard a famous poet compare the inner workings of his brain to that of a beehive... undeniably hectic, seemingly unproductive to any non-bee observer, and yet producing a sweet result - a unique perspective. It was at this precise moment that I realized this poet would make a superb coffee conversationalist, if only I could remember his name... In the meantime, I invite you, my fellow bloggers, to trace the flight patterns of the bees in my head and yours...
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