Wednesday, December 31, 2025

slithering through

rest, 
until you are awakened 
by the mundane; 
slow down, stop! 
until the soft creature 
below your bones 
slithers through 
and upwards, 
pumping the heart with 
tenacity, 
engagement
and vigor, 
suddenly longing to reach, 
aching for action, 
naturally ready 
to start loving, 
embracing, 
creating.

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