I cannot move within an existance
measuring my footsteps one pace at a time.
Only breathing releases me from what I hold inside,
exhaling.

Pretty birds and flowering trees
keep my mind focused on the nature of my longing.
Budding ferns loop around their stem,
like lollipops they twirl and swirl in the wind.

I recognize the sun
believe in the shimmer of the water
taste the breeze as it enters my mouth
and plays upon my lips open to inhale.

My fingers hold a feather that I picked up
old and crusty it represents loss
and also a rebuilding of faith.
A kiss furls the pieces stuck together and I wish.

May I walk forever among this green forest
find peace in the recognitions I see before me.
Talk without retribution and think without thought.
Believe in the passion of the butterfly
as it folds its wings and returns once more to the earth.
Only to be reborn and metamorphisis again

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