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And when I walked the forest pathways I breathed easier Surrounded by those ancient trees Gigantic ferns filling the space between  Wisdom, a powerful majesty  Offering protection, offering healing When I walked the forest pathways My whole being was filled … Continue reading

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Missing

I will not sleep tonight Instead I keep a vigil Waiting for him to come home Waiting to tear up the missing persons report  My son has gone missing  Vanished Taking only his wetsuit, his backpack  No phone, no ID, … Continue reading

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Leaving New York

Manhattan. June third two thousand twelve Temperature 72 degrees Azure blue, an unmarred sky Life in forward motion Full bloom and full of possibility Then there you were Standing at the sidewalk Corner of West 51st & 8th Four suitcases … Continue reading

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4:55 a.m. Shuffle

4:55 a.m. Tuesday morning shuffle to the boathouse because it’s too early for a bus but not too late for a mother to be of use before he’s grown & gone love in an early morning drive

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