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birthday celebration
From The Offering
I walk outside to where the birds are blue and flies
don't bite. I watch lizards bathing on stone walls.
I recline in a comfortable chair among
curled leaves, dusted dry as eyelashes
close my lids to the breeze that brings the ocean
to the fire road winding its way up these hills.
I need to feel my every inhale, my chest as chalice
holding my own attention as though I was
the sacred page being read each day in the
front room by the monks here, who are praying.
ABOUT
I tell stories through poetry and art.
I have loved poetry since the age of 8. My father was my biggest fan.
Enjoy the words.
It's my hope that you'll resonate with a moment or an image and bring you to pause on the beauty and grandness in your own life.
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