Be stirred

like a teaspoon in a cuppa

Be rejuvenated

like grass sparkling after a rain

Be playful

like puppies tumbling into each other

Be happy

like a deep breath

in early morning air

All this

is yours

this day

this smile

this touch

Be full

this day

in this banquet of possibilities

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We want life without death

but it doesn't work that way

here on this turning planet,

here in this place

death is always just a breath

away

and when it comes

those left behind

grieve,

those left behind

breathe

their sorrow into songs

and flowers.

Is death a friend?

Is dying going home?

Breathe now, my dear,

breathe into this moment.

Death lives wit...

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Poetry is like being on a boat

Fingers trailing in the water

Birds flashing in the sky

Sun hazy through the clouds

The smell of salt and dirt and weedy growing things,

Flowing water.

Poetry is like running out in a rainstorm

Rounds of water and hail

Stinging pellets on the skin

Thunder clap and a flash of lightning,

Setting the soul free.

Poetry is a force that mov...

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A moment of joy preparing an apple

Bite size 

Cut in half, cut in quarters, cut in eighths,

a sliver in a dip to remove the seeds,

the smell fresh and clean,

a little bite,

flavor crisp,

a moment of thanks,

simple nourishment,

the earth's bounty at my fingertips.

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We put ourselves in little boxes

We forget the matrix

We forget the oneness

We draw straight lines

Linear descendance

We forget the circles

We forget ascendance

Until one day

Things fall apart

Drastically apart

Profoundly apart

And we remember

We remember

And we fall into Love

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I was weighed down by earth's dense travails

until I discovered the freedom of the air and the sky.

Oh, those vast expanses!

Why had I locked my eyes on the downtrodden ground?

forgetting to look up and up and up,

arms outstretched,

how majestic are those clouds and skies!

Looking up, breathing deep,

the sky paints the world a soft blue,

and me--

I fly into that blue ...

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Letting go is the only way I will survive this,

when I grasp

I lose my grip,

when I desire

I get lost in my needs.

Oh, but letting go

creates openings,

when I let go I step into a field of expansion,

a field of flowers,

scent fills my senses,

a field of light,

hope rises each morning.

Letting go is letting in

all good things,

released--

a stream of peac...

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All the suffering peoples of the world

Joined hands on the wings of love

Soaring to the rooftops

Traversing across the planet

Dancing into the skies

Their spirits freed from earthly travails

Oh, the brilliance they encountered!

Oh, the joys they experienced!

The melodies of their hearts rang out

The bells of freedom chimed

The drums of welcome echoed

Far and wide

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