All That Matters

Inside of me,

a rising flash,

of innate wisdom,

a strong belief

in all that matters most:

three dogs on a bed,


birds in whites, browns and blacks,


the yard filled with sweet dancing,

the seeds

will always be there;

your eyes,

when they know me, 

recognition so warm,

my armor melts,

what’s left is everything else;

sun and water,

in balance,

on the lake,

the only song,

westward winds,

we sing together,

as the day rises,

in the east.







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