Forget Your Perfect Offering. Trina Hall. Dallas. Treenuh. Yoga

“Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.”
-Leonard Cohen

At the wishing well
casting coin.
Inhale with closed eyes
I Dream.
Seeing vivid hues
I exhale.

Vacillate in the contrast
white on white.
Black and white
Dark to light
Dive into grey.

Between fear and Faith
I hang.
The cross between vision and expectation
Hang me there.

Lift the veil
Tears mourning Hope
Keep the change.

Sacrifice the mind
Fall in the well
A technicolor parachute
turns to grey dreams.

Forget Your Perfect Offering. Trina Hall. Dallas. Treenuh. Yoga

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