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Sunday, June 21, 2015

I touched a tree

i touched a tree.
It said, feel me,
the cracked bark.
I am you.

i tipped my fingers
in the lake.
It said, flow with me,
me too, I am you.

i touched a bird.
It said, feel my feathers,
see my wings.
You are me.

I took a breath
of the wind.
It said, listen to me,
my rhythm. You are me.

I held your hand.
Now you are part of me,
how will i know
when I am part of you?

On my way home
I met a rose, nodding
at me. It said:
I am a rose.

There was nothing
more to say.








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