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Mar 2015
Bring up the light , let the birds march in,
Singing tunes i cant understand,
The rain falls down, the clouds blow away,
I take my shoes off, to feel more,
The earth between my toes,
Kneeling on the ground ,
I feel connected, not to other humans,
But to everything with a heartbeat, everything with life force,
Realizing this makes me realize ,
The biggest things that happen to me are minuscule to scale,
Its only when i don't feel grounded that i feel alone,
I know it my body that tricks me into the corner,
I know that someday i will die,
And when that comes there is no need to cry,
I am with the birds that fly, i am my child's eyes,
I am the magic that come with the rain,
I am the cool summer day, i am sun on citrus trees,
I am you as you are me,
And when we die you will see.
Beneath my willow weeping
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Beneath my willow weeping  Az
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