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What I Need
The ocean’s white foam caresses me, carries me into the weeping horizon. As my borealis eyes...
Read MoreEmerging Buds
We are all emerging buds lifting the veil of delusions while some are deluded by privilege, others...
Read MoreSeeping into Patience
I erode into a balanced life as I seep into patience, even when the blasting, most tormenting,...
Read MoreCrumbling in Echoes
Minutes crumble in echoes as old age never comes as I prose what never goes. Mornings spread in...
Read MoreNesting in a Dream
A forest of dangling towers touches an intricate hive nesting in dancing flowers— so lost we might...
Read MoreThe Nectar of Peace
I am a flower bed that finds within the present moment the jewel of cognition. A petal falls. . ....
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