Wandering
We didn’t come to walk a line. To wander is the point, I think, the rambling path of a vine....
Meditation Bell
The bell rings You open your eyes You’re in a body on Earth The bell rings you close your eyes...
Tending
I tended her and when she began to open, I brought her in, I placed her long and thorny stem...
Finding Tenderness
The rose opens, slow and sure, pouring pure aroma, so my nose swigs the scent. And I go simple. The...
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