The Wandering Gift

When there is time in the day to wander

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And stop

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To listen

Beginning

As my breath deepens so
My head falls
Back up to the sky peeking

In through the cracks in
The branches reaching
So high

Monochrome Feathers

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Today, strive

To take up the entire frame

Of your own life

Lingering reality

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Can’t sit
Still fingers
Antsy, must search
Endlessly or else

The Dance

A stirring
Quite
Rustle
A Breeze
Just enough
Moving

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