Being as I am

Not a crime, but part of my female self–physical creation,
My own core, surviving.
A learned definition, but a new thing:
Green and unique.

In the heart, like music, I notice it,
almost subconsciously.
Now, a space filled and present.
Linger, watch, see. My time – quiet.

Love this person with less and more,
Pay attention.
I flow through space with ease,
Sometimes connected,
And trust the future will be rich and sweet.

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Julia Dean-Richards

Julia is a writer and performer living in the Shropshire hills. Her writing is a product and expression of the love she has found whilst journeying through the most difficult times of her life.

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