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A seemingly perennial urge
to run into a woman,
yet trusting, somehow
she won’t let me.

Believing in her spirit and her
courage to be free, I once again
become this lone heart bursting forth,
like a vast tree leafing into spring.

Still present though is an ancient fear,
of a Way she won’t allow us to
know, as together we become free
of images made out of our pasts.

Always this not knowing, an innocence
I am called to come to terms with,
accept, here, in this spaciousness we
are all about, each one for the other.

A living, tangible, embodied
force, this life that nourishes
a world we share, honoring
what we Are, together.

Can we discover how
to set ourselves free
without forgetting what
binds us, and all life, as One?

Vulnerability is daring to
really believe in an intimacy
that can only find itself through
Two in a seamless way.

To come to fruition through
a rooting of two journeys into one
whole life, this heart of our
hearts, all that we are, together.

The power of her strength
now freed into our shared
world is what I dare to trust,
with everything that I am.

A mystery we find together
only in the communion of a
shared and sharing life
surrendered to love.

~ John Fridinger
Spring, 1995

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