Picture: The Willows by Claude Monet
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Flexibility.
In my plans, I learn to grow supple, like you do.
Energy in motion.
In my feeling, I learn to dance with the storms, like you do.
Nourishment.
In my thirst, I learn to drink from the River, like you do.
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Riding my bike like a knight-errant,
By the breeze of a late-summer evening,
I look and behold.
Shades unfold,
Sunset lights burst, evening
The surfaces of creation’s night errand.
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I notice your perfect portrait,
Painted on the river…
Maybe materiality is a mirror as well.
Maybe, you can choose to feel well,
Attuning to energies that quiver
At higher frequencies, by Nature’s portrait.
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Willow tree, beloved, native kindred,
With common oaks, white poplars and linden,
You fill my heart and teach me by example
To be brave, resilient, and humble.
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Herons