Spirals

I center

Point a finger up high,

Point another toward my feet

I expand my arms

My circumference becomes a ring of fire

Feet spin on the same point as the center of Jupiter

What ascends comes from here

What descends comes from here

Drift out and catch as many fish as you like

But do it for love not greed

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Give me your palm

I can read the lines of sorrows and tomorrows

The same lines here are etched on your concerned face

The same lines are etched when you smile

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Ribbons swirl like a little girl’s fantasy

Circling like a raven’s eye on the prey

Fanning like a queen’s faithful servant who just lost a child

Falling like the tower of Babel

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Extend your hand with white petals of peace

Let them fall as they gently graze the heads of dreamers

.

See the pure water that runs into openings

It drops into welcomed pockets,

becoming part of the vessel.

Offering the carriers a well of infinite truths.