In winter the buds hugged themselves
to the twigs.
In spring they opened their arms
to the light.
Through summer winds they clung
to their branches.
In fall they threw themselves
into the air.
Now, embracing the ground, they murmur,
“This, too.”
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net
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