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2020, a poem

by michelle-reicks

The sun softly arrives on my skin. A welcome visitor - I have learned gratitude. I have learned gratitude for you. These fast months, since the fireworks in Manzanillo - They rush with no hope of slowing down. Until the planet decided it was time to change our pace. The time is now, as it always is. No choice but to be present, because in a few days it might be demons and flames. The future wants you to worry and have concern - But only Mother Earth, the Goddess of the Universe - Only She has control. Do you choose love, do you choose fear? Do you squash the bug that flies and lands on your knuckle? Do you listen for sirens, or do you listen for hope? Who do you pray to, and why? Is there a difference between feeling connected to others and feeling alive? How long does the pain of grief last? Will you embrace what the Goddess has given you?
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Sep 21, 2020
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