Poem #3 Day 3

You are born from,

And live in, abundance

Your heart’s beating

does not require

Your thoughts

Your happiness

Your emotions

You live with a ticking. A Regular gift.

That helps your lungs join with the wind

That helps your mouth merge with the plants,

receive water through your

cupped hands

Your body is alive

Without your mind to govern it

only brain 🧠 and

body as one harmony

in call and response

In ups and downs

walking left, right, left

talking , opening and closing

breathing in, and breathing out

jumping

What a gift it is

to seek out another day’s senses,

events, sunstreams, roses

coffeetalk

How will the sunset look tonight?

How will your belly feel from your

nourishment?

How warm is your blanket,

how cool is your sheet?

Drifting now,

Drifting deep, into the clouds

deep into the woods

what shapes do you seek?

what shadows on the wall?

Abundant, malleable, earthy life

Transform it with your thoughts

Transform it with your might

Open and close your hands

A baby learns to clap

One more step

One more lap

Old and new, and new again

Walk this road

go around this bend

You are born from oceans

resplendent with fish

and starlight-reflecting

whale’s song, whale’s wish

a ginormous beating heart

Abundant —

in the matrix,

from the start

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