Originally published Thursday, 23 May 2019.
Barely alive
living beauty
that day you ran
and the sun hugged
your shoulders and
laughed and the sweet
grass tickled your
toes and the dog
licked your face and
you lay down, down
in green blue gold
bursting, bursting
loose all binds.
No, no you are
not far away,
away from here,
not tied down, down
to any thing.
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