Jan 18th, 2009
I have no place left to even leave
If I don't believe
I must firstly give to Me
I have barely space left to breathe
If I don't believe
I must firstly give to Me
I have nothing left to receive
If I don't believe
I must firstly give to Me
I have nobody left to retrieve
If I don't believe
I must firstly give to Me
I have no one new to deceive
If I don't believe
I must firstly give to Me
I have lost fertile soil and seed
If I don't believe
I must firstly give to Me
I am gaining strength in every hour
To own my Power
I must firstly give to Me
I am remembering to never again cower
To own my Power
I must firstly give to Me
I am a strong and yet tender flower
To own my Power
I must firstly give to Me
I am a tall and endless tower
To own my Power
I must firstly give to Me
I am a a warm spring shower
To own my Power
I must firstly give to Me
I am beginning this very hour
To own my Power
I must firstly give to Me.
Katherine A. Marion
P.S. Right now, the sun is finally shining in Vancouver. Although I could see those brilliant rays, this wondrous winter morning, I did not feel that loving light. Not enough sleep and my home-learner deciding to use the wings I helped his grow, to spread elsewhere for awhile. Choosing to do as he pleased no matter what the consequence, all I had left was to decide how I wanted to feel and where I wanted to be, now and forever. Now, to put the magic to the eternal test ...!
P.P.S. I want to remind you that the reason I am so intimate with my writing is because this is one of my greatest tools that allows me to touch your inner being. Please allow me to know how I have ' affected you and the positive changes my words and heart have helped create in your even more love-filled life.