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Thursday, January 2, 2025

Angels All Around

An angel eviscerated 

Takes the form of a puddle painted like oil slick

Leaf rot and new moss

An angel on the sidewalk 


Snaps me out of it.



I bring myself down and back in 

Over and over 

Smell my own skin

Feel that breeze? 



Cut off the split ends 

Old bleach frayed and limp

Release that weight 




Everything is unfolding as it is meant to.

Respect this moment for what it is.

Let go of what it is not.



Wounds properly nursed

I re-learn how to be my own friend.


Remember again,

What excitement feels like?

In the belly

In the blood, like


Hopeful crescendo

A

Wave crashing

A

Hummingbird heart



The energy comes with the clarity

The grief gets smaller 

The lingering love becomes reassuring, peaceful.


Everything is unfolding as it is meant to.

Respect this moment for what it is.

Let go of what it is not.


I am paying more attention

To the sunlight playing

Than the shadows fighting.


My eye is drawn to the litter's sparkle

A path of potential seems straightforward

A clearing in the dark wood

Angels all around.



Everything is unfolding as it is meant to.

Respect this moment for what it is.

Let go of what it is not.

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