when i find myself in playful soul respite and relief, i write…
playfully, reality, rawly, really.
i write my truth.
i write my soul.
i allow my self to come out and play.
i cease from hiding and move into being.
i can relax and enjoy the writing without feeling like
i have to
need to
got to
get it
done.
i can let the words roll off the tips of my fingers and live on the page just as they like.
just as they are.
just as i am.
i am free.
i am alive.
i am.
Haiku – Fall Presence
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Day brims joyously Leaves falling falling falling Sinking into earth
1 year ago
Beautiful.
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