The Birth. ~ Jill Zekanis

Via on Dec 30, 2012

we stand strong
we who stand alone.
we are many yet
we are but one.
and we are not
detered by what
is the illusion.
we move in all ways
in all directions
with and from
the light of knowing.
we see the beauty
in all that is
and all that expresses
itself.
we expand
in concentric rings
growing and growing
and overlapping.
we move into
and beyond
what is.
we expand the expression
of light that continues
and intersects with
and through
all space and time.
this light, the presence,
the essence,
we birth in darkness
from our breath.


Jill Zekanis. 
writer, artist, RN by trade, hospice evangelist and advocate of self determination in health, life and death. lover ofnature and life. student of self expression, gratitude and yoga, living in portland oregon. visionforbrilliance@wordpress.com/

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Ed: Lacy Rae Ramunno

 

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One Response to “The Birth. ~ Jill Zekanis”

  1. It is very radiant and somehow resembles the light of the delivery table when I gave birth to my daughter. In fact, I am drawn to it. A ball of light I presume is the symbol for a new life in the horizon for me and my daughter.

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