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roses didn't have thorns*Once upon a time,* / *A bee and a rose* / *Were really good friends*

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Dhamma Vicaya f/ Jamadhi VersePrayers leave your feet / With every step in front of you, / A rising sun made kaleidoscope

Song of First SunriseGreat Spirit, we know we are again on the trails You / have laid out for us, and we extend You permission if we / go off on our own ways again to do what is needed to

Letters I Never Knew How To SendTo the little girl I used to be, / Maybe every version of us left little letters behind. / Maybe they sat quietly in journal pages, in prayers whispered into bedroom ceilings, in songs that hurt too much, or in thoughts we never said out loud.

@ATheologyoftheTired246

Being YourselfYou are dangerous / when you refuse / to perform

Reading marcoK talking about reading Griz.Two weeks post op / First physio sesh / With a pleasant young Aussie fellah

Finding JoyWe all fall down a time or two, but recovery is up to you Pick yourself back up again surround yourself with family and friends Tell yourself that it is okay to not let anyone get in your way do what's right between you and you There's nothing more important to do Take the time to enjoy the things that bring you joy and makes you sing Go for long walks in the morning Experience nature and everything with glory Enjoy the peace of the night take in the sky's and the starlight Make a wish on one shining bright dance and twirl in the moonlight Take a drive to afar away place where nothing exists but you and space then put a smile upon your face that contentment can't be replaced Enjoy the beauty of every day allow yourself just float away Take a trip inside your mind to a less stressful time and I think that you will find much needed joy in that time

@sherri-woodman1

His Very Own Prayer (2014)Lord: / no bequest requested. / no grant, no teach,

@nat-lipstadt169

doors are always closing and parts of yourself are left behind them forever.“doors are always closing and parts of yourself are left behind them forever.” / Caitlyn Flanagan* / <>

@nat-lipstadt67

Flutterbye Floats Beneath The MoonShe floats beneath the moon’s soft-petaled light, / A hush upon her brow, serene and wide— / As if the stars had kissed her soul at night

Being Perfect in ImperfectYou were never meant / to carry the weight / of becoming flawless.

Cast No ShadowI don’t walk toward death. / I walk toward my fellas' needs, / Toward the kids in their beds,

The Day the Mountains MovedOne morning, / The mountains resigned. / They handed in their notice

Palimpsest with Fire-Bombing TeethHe finds her work the way a cut finds salt— / by accident, by hunger, by the old compass that turns toward ache. / He sits with the pixeled book open like a door blown inland by weather,

By the Wire to the Contagious HouseholdIt is spring. / that is to say / another season tries to begin

Where the Faerie FellIn a wood where heather grows high and wide, / And the moon on the bracken makes silver tide, / A mortal walked where none dare stray—

THE HEART LONGSমন যায় (TITLE) / মন যায় তোমাক আকৌ এবাৰ চাবলৈ, / মন যায় তোমাক কাষত পাবলৈ,

@Blue-Sapphire18

When You Leave Letters For Each Other Inside The Apartment**Dear Taliia,** / Comrades making hundreds of crazy / TikTok dance videos in the forest

Beyond sudden silenceOut of the blue, / an out going tide / drew him out

@harlon-rivers30

SoftnessWhen the day settles / into the embrace of dusk / when dawn gently touches

@Agnes-de-Lodz15

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Empathy's deadLast week I read / A sign that said / "Empathy's dead"

@PeterGerstenmaier15

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The Things I Am NotI am not the things that have happened to me. / Let those words stand like a cup on the table, / plain, chipped, steadfast ...

Jupiter-Venus ConjunctionWe lay back on stone-cool earth in the Góry Świętokrzyskie, / July breathing spruce and flint. / The Milky Way—Trail of the Ancestors—

Beneath the FrostBefore dawn / the sky is the colour / of opened flesh,

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