Earth Whispering
Thoughts, poems, verses
Friday, March 24, 2023
Learning myself
This morning I found
a breath like the taste of snow,
a satisfaction
down in a place
I didn't even know I could feel,
a way all of me moves together,
a way to not be moved at all.
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Wendy Mulhern
March 24, 2023
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