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A Slice Of A Would-Be Guru

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The rain melts into winter

Green shoots turn the earth

Make room for growth

Nature is fooled and words

Are locked

As unwavering hearts,

The wounded healer unfolds

Her hands

Having prayed this day

Meditation is a silver lining

After the rainbow,

When the rains came down

Turned the singing mountain

Into landslides,

Into smaller rivers

And if

The difference may yet be

A simple invitation to a

Winter's dance

And how her heart rained

How her presence

Knew what to say

When love cried out.

 

 

 

 

 

Ana

 

 

 

 

 

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