No more angst please... a poem by Veronica Farmer

We are led by stories
to look for angst
in love

Each Bronte novel
romantic movie
puppet in the public eye
has trained us well
to seek 
and search a lovers eyes
for approval 
out of fear
of abandonment
or loss...

A truthful woman
does not do this
although she risks
being seen as too fierce

She is not half
seeking a half

She is whole
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Big enough
to meet another
shoulder to shoulder
eye to powerful eye
without playing these old 3rd dimensional games

So many of my female tribe
suffer..
in waiting for men 
to see them

When you let go of all need to be seen
and see yourself
your own dance
fullest expression
the blood rush of language 
beautiful wide sensual power
Life finds you
and
Lovers find you
in unusual places

They see the depth of your beauty
as it echoes their own
They reach brave fingers to touch fingers
skin to skin
a natural exchange of breath
between warm lips
without a need for walls between

Being your fullest power
and truth
Frees you to be fully alive
awake
​and full

Some worry that such a peaceful connection
may kill the thrill
dampen the fluid of challenge...

But what kills the heart
and itches wounds in the mind
is not being in your fullest power
is the frantic seeking
of it in another
without seeing
that in fact
you are..

the Universe
in estatic motion

You are
your own Source

​You are
your own
greatest happiness




All Rights Reserved Veronica Farmer
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