And so we go
into our
sacred spaces
to retrieve
what we laid down
in our haste
to mold
to this world,
to recall
what it is
we think we
forgot,
to realize what
we already
knew,
to remember
who we are.
And so we go
into our
sacred spaces
to retrieve
what we laid down
in our haste
to mold
to this world,
to recall
what it is
we think we
forgot,
to realize what
we already
knew,
to remember
who we are.
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http://motheringinthelongnow.wordpress.com/2013/10/06/liebster/