Walk as if you are kissing the Earth with your feet.(Thich Nhat Hanh)
written for a poetry workshop:
Rejoice in the morning
of your survival
Above your head
a crow shakes last night’s rain from leaves
Haploid to diploid
fertility dance
In the dewy dawn
moss comes green
The weight of your burden
is carried by other life forms
Your living
their dying away
6-18-23
My husband's poetry 
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