When love gets stuck to your soul
And you can’t shake the physical
And you are getting sick on the motion of emotion
Things that can’t be put out with fire.
Just remember when you feel grounded
To Sunday's morning ash
That you've escaped the flame.
Holding to the reflection in the mirror
Beyond desire,
Beyond connection.
Riding on heat lightning
Safe from the rain
Always a place to return to
Again and again.
Without nets or capturing device
It is in my eyes
When love gets stuck
Stuck to your soul.
© 06-Jul-07 Sonja J. Phinney
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This is beautiful....
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