A Respite of Nurturance
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Here nothing is heard
save drips of mother essence
echoing in curved canals
softening walls of red earth
molded with searching caress.
Nothing felt but my creations
forgotten, ignored, feared
now borne again from depths
yearning to express
All I Am
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Here waits my muse
languid in comfort
contentedly still
until the moment of emergence
into the dance of light and shadow.