Sink your feet into the dirt, Let the grass dampenAnd listen closely – Careful not to miss the secrets of the birds. Let the wind bite your face Walking firmly into its pathway Tuning in to the hourglass of your substance, That is now and nothing else.Ever still, without a tick Bring nothing with you Just be, Just breathe
Defrosting
Feb 26, 2024
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