in the quiet night

i wake

i skirt around the cabin


leaves of the earth touch my feet

but before parting one last look

all asleep


stars so brilliant and clear

parting insects twigs leaves stones

towards the dark wood

smell of cedar approaches


exhaling and exhaled.


My body. Weightless. Upside down.

Curious, I touch a tree.

Hard cold steel smooth.


A moment of pure solace.

Bliss. Wonder. Love.

Fractals of infinite Joy.


Blood and tears seep.

From my navel.

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