1)
moss comes green
on the morning after rain
halfway to your destination
not wanting to crush
haploid to diploid dance
you stand paralyzed
2)
a crow lands on a limb
above your head
shakes chill water from leaves
you continue on
in a village of plums bloom words
“each mindful step, reminds us that we are alive”
3)
in dewy morning moss
walk conscious
that the weight of your burden
is carried by other life forms
your living
their dying away
6-15-21
My husband's poetry 
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