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Monday, April 24, 2006

city and green

here be green leaves, here be April rain and tulips, moss on trees and grey skies, oh heart that wanders, find your peace in rootedness, even in turbulent skies on a plane before touch down, there is a prayer from the heart to be calm, to not panic, to hold on to the common center, to the human, humility, of peace in the middle of the battlefield. Yes, even at home, especially the first day back, amidst a ton of laundry covering the floor and a ton of emails to answer.
paix et amour,

musemother

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