Sweaters

 -------Sweaters-------

Quiet

like

the Burdock blue

Becomes a burr

and sticks to you

Some carry 

seeds

unknowing.

So check your pockets,

your sweater sleeves

For that

precious

gift

To this world

we leave.

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Every Autumn

 -------Every Autumn-------

Every Autumn

I am reminded

That aging

is changing

To gold 

and red

from green

Not getting

old

But a time

to gather

The harvest

we planted 

from seed.

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Patience

 -------Patience-------

A rain-

soaked 

Autumn

And hay 

left standing in the field

Uncut 

because 

to tread might spoil

The harvest 

for years to come.

We are the land.

As times 

like these

Invite us

to remember.

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Gifts II

 -------Gifts II-------

I am moved by vines

how they bridge 

and climb

The breadth 

of any hollow

Like a peace of mind

a trust 

to follow

The gifts 

we each are given.

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The Song of Solidarity

 -------The Song of Solidarity-------

Witchgrass roots 

to silt 

loose soil 

Like a trusting

holds to me

In the song 

that sings 

the flowers open

Free together,

together free.

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