XXXVIII

Gardener, dreamer
You are not yet a master & you work with the sun
Planning in time & nurturing this earth

We watch you, all who live here
We see your back bend & your brow glisten & we are thankful

Thankful that you water & wait & prune & grow
This landscape as none other would

You, gardener, are love & light

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XXXV

Stand here, don’t move, let the waters do their work
Breathe in, that’s it. Healing sometimes feels like drowning
Breathe out, your body descends, let your tears join the sea
Float now, open your eyes & notice who you’ve come to be

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