The rain is spilling, pouring endless songs
of sisterthreads, soul and essence, wild
and riverwet and strong, oh so very
strong in deep eternal liquid flow,
always saying “yes” to Love.
We shine and breathe and hold
each other as we heal the heartaches
and the disappointments that have bitten
womansoul, shedding bitterblood upon our lives,
and just for now we find our silence in the after-rain.


*Blessed Be*
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*image: susan seddon boulet
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