Jan 26

Thought Poem


Discovery Park



time     energy    & love

are my only commodities,

how am I going to spend them?

(Stop, slow down. Full body to the ground: listen.)

Shhhhh. I don’t hear myself yet. Or I do, but it’s still a mumbling mess.

Keep listening, I think. Go back to the trees and stand within them and don’t think. Just be grateful that the trees are here and I made it this far.

time     energy    & love       my commodities     how am I going to spend them?









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