Words are lyrical for me.  They carry deep meaning and wrap their way into my soul and become intertwined with every fiber within me.

The poem Spring Giddiness came to me this week, and it was like it was speaking directly to me, especially this first part:

Today, like every other day, we wake up empty and frightened. Don’t open the door to the study and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument.

Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don’t go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don’t go back to sleep.

— Rumi

Let the beauty we love be what we do. 

It’s a beautiful way to live a life, isn’t it?

I hope poetry finds you this week.

xo, with goodness and grace.

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