serene to agog
relative displaced along the way
details that waggle
as if happy dogs following along
there is a rip current in trailing hair
the sea breathes in and out
the surface of the body is so intermittent
the future is rushing towards
living from embrace to embrace
kind words appear in still moments
laughing tears will be coming
a need for the prayer of steadiness
clouds seem to have wide smiles
everything new is familiar
humbled every step forward
the labor of lifetimes set free
woke to openended-ness
or the dream has a life of its own . . .
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