Consumed by the complexities of our days the struggle to connect increasingly burdened
Souls tethered by connection seemingly pulled apart by the unimportant matters of life
We walk silently in the forest seeking ground to bind our individual notes
I feel the anger rise in me as I allow myself to see those who have stepped in ill faith leaving intended holes
Her eyes speak
Swallowed by the same monsters simply wearing different clothes
Love and fire throw us to the ground, Winter Solstice reminding us of growth
Today our animals feed
Feasting in passion with the earth on our backs, bodies pressed our sweat intermingled in wet flow
The roar of our raw nature the only peace we need to know
We met in the forest
We are tethered souls
~Alisa Hutton
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I love your piece and especially the topic and title of “Tethered Souls”! Beautifully done!!
It is wonderful to see you! I really love your new Icon photo! Very nice! I have missed your visits?
Chuck
xo
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Hi Chuck and thank you:) I haven’t been doing much writing. Mostly old writing going up since the end of summer. I keep waiting for the writing spark but alas no spark it seems. So for now I mostly just pop in quietly and read everyone else’s writing. Which is nice:)
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