Snowflake burning to steam on a long poker
Soft wood carved to gentle curve fitting a smaller space
Raindrop crying down a window, magnifying the spaces I pass
I do not contain multitudes
Even my voice echoes in here
There is no top and no bottom
No up
All down
Falling
Shedding
Listening
Reaching
Trying for stillness
Centeredness
Branching
Rooting
Connecting earth to sky
Hand to hand
Intent to impact
One to all
Myself to the better parts of my nature
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