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Jan 2018
I walked familiar pathways,
felt my shoulders--pressed embraced.

My feet, they moved so quick,
I  levitated.

All along my lower spine surges of traffic came --
particles, waves of sunlight,
from the center of the earth.

HI **! my trillions of cells exclaimed,
stretching borders of their community kingdoms.

This is all of why I am simply here, I think:
to stop, to listen, to give receive.

Call it love.

How is it that such magic happens?

O, this place and me
at year's ending.
Sam Hawkins
Written by
Sam Hawkins  Cottonwood, AZ
(Cottonwood, AZ)   
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