the path home grows softer with each returning step
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summer the patient forest teaches clouds to stay
where the old ones have paused moss colonizes
a pocket full of sesame seeds is a prayer in disguise
the zen garden secretly grows a plant for unseen guests
arrive empty and leave summer hills with a headful of quiet
kept until they are no longer needed: pond reflections
best before light: your limbs are only as good as your silence
old root of summer teaches stones to be patient
the first dew belongs to the quietest field