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The year has rocked this world to its roots.
What if for one day each being put down
their burdens, their words of hate, their inhumanity
and breathed in the presence?
Stopped fighting for history, for fears, hopes, dreams
and stood facing the morning sun
letting the warmth of the moment
and the next, the next, accumulate like dust at their feet
Listened instead of spoke, acknowledged truth,
embraced silence.

What if for one day each being acknowledged the fear
and let it go? Suspended beliefs
opened their arms, drew strength
through earth, grass, rock, sand
Found the sparrow singing from a lone bush
the small heart-shaped cloud
Felt the currents of air wash over them, mingle
with the breath, and let the seams unravel
borders blend, walls dissolve
and be



You’re a write eejit when goofing off is work.

Or at least I keep telling myself that. For a writer play is work. Right!

So, I was out looking for signs of spring. You have to look deep in mid March in the Northeast. Here’s IMG_3356what I found. IMG_3375   IMG_3370 IMG_3368IMG_3364IMG_3383