Weeping Willow

-------Weeping Willow-------

In the high sun of summer

I feel my body 

longing,

Like 

the Willow Tree,

to forgive,

To let my branches 

hang

 and to offer 

These tears,

my golden leaves,

to the waters below.

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Remind Me

-------Remind Me-------

I will not be a light in this world

if I do not let it unfold

first 

within myself.

Trees need not try 

to become a forest.

Or

maybe they do...

All I know is that a seed

planted in the earth 

with love

will grow,

And in growing

remind me

to

forgive.

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Near You Shine

-------Near You Shine-------

Recognize

how those near you

shine

When you are

living

into truth.

Follow your 

heart,

Dear One.

For love 

is not 

transaction,

But a beautiful undoing

of self 

into the whole.

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Love Songs

-------Love Songs-------

The bull frogs

consistent praising

brings light

through the chaos

of the world.

Integrity, 

Young Blood,

is being with truth

no matter what forces 

oppose it.

Stay on your path,

and the love songs

of the forest

will follow you

home.

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Conversing

-------Conversing-------

Whatever troubles 

there are

working away

inside

Let them

work out

with the art 

of conversation.

The ancestors speak

through all of 

our truths

being heard.

Allow this light

to move along

and encourage

new seeds to grow.

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Getting Well

-------Getting Well-------

Do not think it selfish

to attend to yourself,

Dear Heart,

For life

restores

in fractals

And each 

one's

getting well

Is the 

healing

of the nation.

Purge 

what is keeping the world 

from growing in your light.

Let the ever-spring

within

unfold.

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Upon a Breath

-------Upon a Breath-------

No matter

how far apart

the world

may take us

We will be 

together

through our presence

with the Earth.

The wildflowers

are beginning

now

to open.

Let us be moved 

by their beauty

and carried over walls

upon their breath.

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Come True

-------Come True-------

The green 

has gotten greener

and the days are long

But Winter

has not

left us.

Through these leaves

the prayer of the fallen seeds

are carried,

From sunshine

into sugar

and into fruit.

May our presence be

a light

in this world

And the dream

of our ancestors

come true.

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