releasing & growing

poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.

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this dance,of collectivity,of returning to myself,and finding god over and over,its like discovering a forest inside of myself,new territory, new ground,a new harvest for a new season,although there is no blooming, no flowers just yet,I feel I am the stretching plant, which aches to grow,I guess I am the stem then, growing further and further […]