36 Views of SF: 20. The Ring Cycle
June 28, 2018
The Opera sings Ring of the Nibelungs
My heart writes Ring of the We-belong.
Each friend met, I’ll never forget
They’ve made my soul, they’re never gone.
All made imprints, deep and strong;
We are each other, there’s no reset.
Some I’ve hurt, the arc of pain is long.
Some hurt me, my art of peace, still young.
We are each other, with each other we’re beset.
We live to appeal, we live to atone.
I wear wound essence as my cologne.
What to do with impressions? How to live with regret?
Stories, words, emotions flow;
On the rim of a turning wheel
Return to the hub, and heal.
Return to your hub, and grow.
We’re on the path of relationship,
Arduous and rewarding, a switchback stroll.
We walk arm in arm, sometimes we slip.
Always remember, belonging, our goal.
Blog pairing: Self Care for Activists
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