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White foam splashes from the watery greens darkening the stone and wetting my eyelashes. I am reminded of tears and taste their salt. My mouth waters with a longing that traces back to my heart Tendrils of moss and vine reaching, a feathery weave, long and wanting, stretched and earthen. There is an opening, soft and tender A space where the heart cracks wider and deeper I float here awhile with you, with me, with all of us one human to another the same and unique hurting and happy joyful and grieving We will gather here all of ourselves into the source each heart heavy and light in our hands each hand open and loving. None will be left behind and we will know we have arrived.

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