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                                                FINDING YES

10/2/2014

 
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Kind of in love
With these sentinel pines 
Who sing her awake 

As she walks on cement
And she sips roasted beans
Who have traveled quite far
For this pleasure. 

Kind of in love
With these lavender plants,
So dry from the drought
And yet offering everything
Anyway. 

Kind of in love
With the All of you,
Finally.

As the dawn breaks over
The shadow of night,
She can see how the land
Does not judge. 

The pines sing as sweetly
For dark as for day,
Lavender knows better
Than wronging the clouds, and 

This creature is learning
Of family.

From the diamond she sees,
As the lotus she opens, 
Dripping blood from the thorn
She gives life to the rose

And bows inward
To love you
At last. 




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