It all is coming, I am leaving
Soon! Life be cherished for it rests on the horizon. All the energy is mounting towards this, I can feel the deep womb pull, swaying, and how obvious the moon stares each day in the clearing. Cold weather has been our welcome, as the crackles and waves begin to rush for my dear sister I reckon the sun will flourish, a true cresting spring. Life, as the babes graze on the hillside and the insects after hatch rest their used bodies on the spring, it is all coming and is One.
and Ah! I exhale, we exhale there is so much ahead. To be had presently, gently. Still so much lingers on the periphery of my understanding, like fuzzy dream morsels. I am half of who I could be, chipping away at the color for a lifetime. Lucky, so so lucky am I.
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