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circles and rings

My world is filled with jewels  with eight legs,  Doves circle me in flight. I am wed to the mystery of life.  

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Pathways

Yes, I have no bananas, so what are you doing here? White zig zags warn me of sticky situations. Golden silk protects my path. Ancient stories weave my walk. Thank you for showing me the zig zag road, Nothing travels … Continue reading

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Shadows of change

A large span of wings passes overhead. I feel the shadow  and look up. It is only a butterfly. and everything is changed.

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Studying

small lizards stare.           curious, they approach. tiny feet walk across my text, teaching me more than the words.       I give thanks for the reptilian brain. We are all evoLved.

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circles

A small hawk circles in the sky. A cat circles the small pond. I circle back to You.

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Impressions

I know you are here. I see your pawprints  in the mud. They seems so much larger than I remembered.   Perhaps we have both grown.    

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Home.

This morning I called out to you – I’m home! but all I heard was croaking. and then I saw you, and knew I was Home.

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PIck it up!

I am not a rat with wings.       You leave your trash for me, and I do the best to recycle it. but I can not use most of it……           and what’s the … Continue reading

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Crawling

Crabs at the edge of the river, in the river, on the bank, busy busy busy! Unseen, a dog watches, wise enough to keep his nose out of their busy-ness.   (I am traveling. With brush and phone, I will … Continue reading

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hoot.

An Owl in the Oak   silently swooped over the fence and was gone, taking my sleep to some distant meadow. Eyes wide open, I saw it go.        

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