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Thursday, April 18, 2013

Song of Angels


Brilliant radiance.


Delicate elegance.


Humbling quiet.


Cleansed.


Gentle. Peace.
(all photographs copyright Francyne Kunkel)

My radiant heart rests gently
on a pedestal of spring flowers
lifted up by the brilliance of their petals,
the stitching that once held it so tight
stretched til breaking point
surrendered with a sigh.
Gratitude for it's loyal protection
seamlessly weaves into a soft membrane
yielding, at last, to the free flow of energy.
This miracle of love is born on the freedom of the wind,
it's courage ignited by the sacred flame of healing,
cleansed and caressed by the salt of the sea,
and grounded by the fertile soil under my feet.
It rises from the undying light of patience,
revels in the sweet rapture of discovering gentleness
at the edge of effort and surrender,
embracing harmony within the enchanted dance
of inhalation and exhalation.
This is the song of angels
dancing through my flesh,
blessing my bones,
kissing my eyelids,
so I may feel once again,
the beauty of love
enveloping me.