A Heart Mirror
My heart is too deep, you might fall in; sink or swim in this crystal water love. I am of Her, of God with roses and my tender touch brings thorns and storms crash as we look hard in this dusty mirror. See me see you, dear. Hunni Bloom, Priestess Poetess is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a …
A Fire Voice
The time has cum; witness me in an unravel. Feather, light my way home is within and I've always known sense. Nonsense when the sky darkens
How do I receive love?
God, are you there? I feel despair. I feel so much pain, I am suffocating under it. I feel so lonely. I do not know what to do— how do I recover? How do I heal? How do I let go, of him, of all the men, of wanting and needing a love I can never have— I feel I will never have.
A King's Heart
My door is open wide; no room for pride takes our joy from our arms-- up in arms we serve no light the way. Light up the sky; can you find your way here? I'm waiting, I'm holding the ground still
5 Levels of Truth Telling
In his book, Conversations with God, Neale Donald Walsch (an old, wise soul) teaches us there are five levels of truth-telling: 1. Tell the truth to yourself about yourself. 2. Tell the truth to yourself about another. 3. Tell the truth about yourself to another.