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holy

17/9/2019

 
Holy holy
The god of the gaps sings holy
Sorrow bleeding out only for
One at a time
One moment at a time
Holy my
Breath swims holy through
Low lying water and hollow bones


Uncompromisingly slowly
In a moment cracked and calloused crow call coded showing my shadow’s soul
Holy solely scored striated and dark
Lonely


Everything was broken and opened and ready to be filled
Everything is spilt from the cracks no way of holding
Just alone and moving from room to room ghostly
Now I know
How do I know and still go


Return or go


Just floating

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    J.L.Walsh

    ~ yearning and wonder ~

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My practice occurs predominantly on the stolen lands of Wurundjeri and Bunurong people, part of the great Kulin Nations. I offer my gratitude, thanks and love to the Elders and Ancestors of this place. I pay my deepest respects to the traditional custodians of these lands, waters and skies, and all kin, without which I would not be able to live and practice. Always was, always will be. 
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