something whispers to slow the pace.
to be open to receive
and i know the deep wisdom in that.
yet my heart’s desire
is to run headlong
into the fire.
reckless
hasty
desperate.
alive.
something whispers to slow the pace.
to be open to receive
and i know the deep wisdom in that.
yet my heart’s desire
is to run headlong
into the fire.
reckless
hasty
desperate.
alive.
I so relate to this. Maybe it’s the Aries in me. Thank goodness
With age a cooler head prevails.