Listening

my sleeping fingers hear night rain

they sweep wide 

opening a window

my waking skin is dampened

smelling wakened soil

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my blood is pounding

melting runoff

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breathing it all in

deep as my lungs will take it

  tender buds

unfurl in my brain

~

verde corazon

“””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””

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verde corazon~

“””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””

~

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17 responses

  1. My blood is pounding…surging from the inspiration of this life force given voice. Refreshed thank you! I needed that giddy up, especially as I saddle up for a long ride to an intense dance rehearsal :). Beautiful words and image. Xoxo

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  2. A beautiful question GeoSans…It seems like the image of the spiral…this primal spring archetype has been informing us lately. There’s another spiraling/emerging plant I look for in the woods..black cohosh….like small hands unwrapping fingers spiraling into leaves. Happy Spring!

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