the edges of myself

words, words, words

My last 24 hours encompassed a journey that included four airplanes, a motorized rickshaw, a large wooden boat and of course my incredibly strong and healthy legs (don’t know what I’d do with out them). And now I find myself surrounded by the sounds of the Peruvian jungle under a breathtaking canopy of stars, far …

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the sound of my boy’s laughter tumbling across the floors and ceilings through the hallway and under the door– the ease of three generations co-existing– quiet certainty of a love that has always been and will always be– from latency a hand on the belly– small kicks and a waiting game– breathless anticipation for the …

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you are my careful muse hanging two steps back assessing the situation– given time and patience– a little water and sunshine your petals are beginning to unfold, i see their brilliant color– and feel their explosive, opening energy.   you are my gentle muse behind your calm, quiet eyes, the hint of a grin and …

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June 5, 2013

the perfection of

your beauty strikes me each time

i watch you awake.