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Blooming

The sidewalk was filled with hyacinths All waiting to go to a wedding, White and frothy, Scenting the air with possibilities and love. How could I resist when later I saw some in the grocery … Now my home is … Continue reading

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Cold

There are many ways to get warm in the cold, Don’t forget your mittens, Your gloves Your hat.. But to stay warm, Don’t forget your Love.

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Gaze

Focus.

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Wolf Blood Moon

HOWL. NOW.

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Meteoric

Like a flash of shooting stars falling against the sunset, White bursts of wings filled my path. A meteoric metaphor! A daze of planetary alignments are Heralding the coming blood moon. . Shush. Enough with the verbiage! Catch your breathe. … Continue reading

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Sing your song

The tree was filled with birds All together, all crows, One tree. Together they sang and each song unique.

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Lemon yellow sun

The sun is shining somewhere. Look up.

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Nap

Naps are as essential – As meditations… As prayer… Trust your teachers, Nap. Dream. You can not awaken without taking care of your sleep.

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More nests

Cleaning up I find another nest… No eggs in this one, But it is still as empty as yesterday’s. Somedays it is hard to see You, But then I remember, You are everywhere… In the smallest creatures In empty nests … Continue reading

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Hatched

The top shelf was filled with tiny empty shells. All that remained in the flower pot was a ragged nest and a few feathers. Bloom. Fly. Be Free.

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