I can feel my Self
swaddled tight as the buds
in the softest down
awaiting spring
I can feel my blood
moving up
and down
in time with the sap
Pulsing s l o w l y
on this cold snowy morning
I can feel my bones
f l e x i n g and arching
as we both b r e a t h e
Taking in the whole cosmos
I can feel the potential
the expected growth
both up towards the stars
and down,
d e e p
down
into the Earth
I can feel the TRUST
That W I L D K n o w i n g
That the Earth WILL
hold us both up
WHATEVER comes
and I K N O W
Not with my mind
but with my e n t i r e body
the L O V E of this Being
for the world in which we both
reside
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