Trust me
I have been there
riding the waves
searching for wild mushrooms
in a sea of sorrow
Trust me
I have done the wild dance
stepped into the shadows
disappeared myself to myself
Trust me
I have learned that speaking less
listening more
is the way to go
Trust me
This weekend I waltzed with the flowers
hugged my best friend
rose to the occasion
like a swan
swimming
in the pond
I fell in love with the moment.
for my daughter and her beloved.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
Tuesday, 6 September 2011
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