Love that holds me also moves me to tears… It brings me compassion in my brokenness. It brings me back after I have been unraveled, a thread still touching the breath of love and new beginnings. Love is always waiting for us to let it come fill us again and again, for us to be open, vulnerable and receiving. Artwork by Amanda Cass Love That Falls By Maureen Kwiat Meshenberg love that falls, from me- like tears, that flow- against my breathing, spiraling back, to my uncoiling- I let it all fall now, from my heart. as this unraveling comes, like a thread- connecting me, to what was- at its end, a new beginning- connecting me through, to the opening of me. do not let go of the thread- fear that binds my life, while it tries to live out loud within me- my vulnerable waking, brings me to- letting love, come back to me- but love was always, there waiting- for me to return again, bringing me back, to who I really ...
Women's Spiritual Poetry