The Word

August 18, 2009

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What comes from my head,
by my intellect is found

What is passed by my throat,
makes beauty a sound

What’s revealed from my heart?
Spirit  – which sets me free

What is birthed from my womb
looks just like
Me

And I love every bit
Unconditionally

Poem Copyright© 2009 by InnaRae
Photo taken by Douglas Bovitt

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