The life you feel between your toes,
the squish of mud, the flowing stream,
can curl into your feet, can swirl
in all its earth affirming splendor
through your form. The calls of birds
which grace the air, affirm
the same current. We are not alone here.
We are riding life, trilled in the atmosphere,
caught up in song.
©Wendy Mulhern
April 21, 2020
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