communicate

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27.9.09

~notes to self~


slow down
moments hold awe
stillness
quiet
reflection
if focus is control or mere accomplishment
you will miss the cardinal watching you through the kitchen window
you will miss the secrets of the snail
you will miss the innocence of the moth
you will pass the wind and not smile
this will be lost
flow with the current
bend with the wind
sing with your soul
look with love
quiet your mind
remember it is better to listen and not speak
it is better to not need to be heard
do because
be because
laugh at worry's lack of purpose
follow your heart
it is your compass
soon you will be there, but now you are here
be because
love because
you will
have the home by the ocean
salt
sand
gray
mist
stillness
tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock


 ~michelle

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