Heart Hold
Heart, oh delicate one, you have taught me so much, yet left me guessing, for it is you who holds the key to my love and me who holds it back from you.
Heart, how I want to enter into this beautiful courtship, sacred, trusting, open, abundant, free, delicate, nourishing, and soft.
Dynamic holder of fear, you are so robust and powerful, yet I do not long for you to be capture any more. For I am free, and open, and no longer withholding. I am everlasting.
Original Poetry- Kate Kennedy
Yoga, Meditation & Breath 