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Bountiful gatherings…


boutiful gatheringsWhen life stacks up
against me
and ominous winds blow,
I go down to the waters
and soak in
the flow… I mingle with sunlight
ever watchful
of my breath,
and in deep gratitude
I regain my strength… I hold space for butterflies,
as my burdens
drift away,
I gab with
the wild geese
forgetting yesterday… meandering through
the reeds
I lean into the grass,
walking on the waters
painted like glass… And in the reflection
beauty is unveiled,
in bountiful gatherings,
my sadness is exhaled…



I am an unknown introvert who desires to touch the world with a little bit of magic...

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