Begging Soil

Skip, dip along the path a song of life. Up and down, around the bend and even on my knees. Sometimes crawling. Sometimes face-down bawling. Waiting. The next wave of energy and inspiration and even just appreciation for being alive, in skin, in action, in preparation for the next great shift. Sentences, like life, frame their meaning with less structure and more flow. Punctuated where the feltness peaks and. Then moving along a song, richer for the crawling, begging soil for zinnias’ bloom and rosemary’s remedy…soul profusion singing life.

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8 thoughts on “Begging Soil

    1. I dig that you dig this with no intended pun. 😉 You’ll be hearing from me soon. This weekend took me by surprise. But I’m not complaining. 🙂

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