Compassion

behind the sun

our angel shines

healing my soul

warming our lives

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Priorities

my identity

stripped down

to essentials

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a good father

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my aspiration

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My Love

my data

my experiences

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only a small peak

of something expansive

magically inexplicable

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I’ll never truly know

or understand

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and that

is okay

~

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Book Club

we connected

through words

literature

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sharing knowledge

our interpretations

merged

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flashing neurons

building understanding

nourishing our souls

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a true privilege

reading

learning with you

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My Miracle

my daughter slept

I told her

she has a guardian angel

~

I mentioned your name

looking upwards

her eyes opened

~

he sneaked a peak

fluttered briefly

my butterfly

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my miracle

my children

~

she slept beside me

she whispered

I love you

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little steps

found my face

her fingers

found my lips

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I love you too

whispered on fingertips

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my baby

your body danced

love radiated through her

while you slept

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my daughter

my miracle

you’ll never know

how you save me

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Mentor

do we write for others

or do we write as scouts

in our own intuitive mind / heartscape

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balance, balance, balance

said the caterpillar

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part of the dialogue

within ourselves

includes others

that share and care

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All things are equal

said the butterfly

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My Nephew’s Drawing

a four year old

my sister’s son

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binary logic doesn’t

have all the answers

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yes / no

sunny / rainy

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tell me about

your drawing

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it is a car

sunny and rainy at the same time

sometimes this happens

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we are never too young / too old

to keep loving

to keep learning from

each other

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thank you imagination

sometimes I wonder

about you

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