Just being
Fluid time
Fluid space
The days bleed into one another
Full to the brim
As ever
Owl hoots seep through open windows
A happy little churn
My stomach
Be present
In time
In space
Everything is tuned into one song
The rhythm of life
A metronome
The sun warm on my skin
Wind in my hair
My breath
Be grateful
For time
For space
To be continued ... what do you think so far?
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