Waking before the alarm,
The cats jump and run;
Enticing, and inviting me to rise.

Filling the kettle,
I dry the clothing,

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The Trees love the rain,
As they Love rays of Sunlight.
This is True Heartwood.

Clouds take what we give,
Giving little, in return.
Just press the red X.

Where will you fly-to,
When you find that you can soar?
The air in your wings.

after the storm

Some, but that came later, before the Storm.

Feinting prospective…

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I love you.

I love you, like the ground loves the rain.

I love…

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snow, please

Is it for fear that
The past clings to the future?
Or is it in love?

North Georgia scorpion

Mountain scorpion...
She was more afraid of Us,
Than were We of Her.


The warmth in your light—
Your very existence, now—
Banishes the cold.