In fullness....8

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The seed's power
is known when
it's sown.
I am now 
feeling like
the ripened fruit
that I hold -
fully grown
full of juices
waiting to give
of itself
and let
the seed
fall to the earth
and though
plucked from
the mother tree
still I retain
her essence 
in every cell of mine,
life waiting to
spring forth 
and take shape
separately.
Isn't that
beautiful -
the fullness
of beauty?

In Fullness.....7

Model: Scarlett Morgan

Even when the world
loved me
and rejoiced in 
all of it
I didn't realise
that both of us
were celebrating
the fullness 
of life.
To be full of beauty
is to appreciate 
it in another
and to appreciate
the beauty
of the world
is to be full of it
in oneself.
My soul 
breathes through
my flesh
all of it
and all the time
all the beauty
that is there
in this world 
and beyond.
If only you could
see 
it....

In fullness...5

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It happens
without knowing
without effort
that I merge with
the surroundings
and just cannot feel
separate from them
There is stillness
and yet awareness
of everything that is
and nothing remains
to see, feel or think
A different kind of fullness
when every cell is full
of being
and all descriptions 
of fullness 
sound empty.
Flesh is 
throbbing and distant.