Within My Arms

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That night, all she really wanted was for me to hold her,

as if everything

was going to be alright,

as if

her pieces

would be brought back

together again

within

my arms.

     

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Each Leaf Transforming

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The sacred songs of crickets seem softer now

as a quiet presence

moves through the forest

trees tuck in, surrounded

by cooler air,

conserving energy

for the greater glory,

the peace and brilliance

of each leaf

transforming.

 

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