Crow's Nest, Hear The Sea

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All Paths Are Holy

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PRIVATE PLACE


Once in California visiting friends she was put
in the bedroom of their teenage son. He was away.
Putting her clothes in the closet, she chanced
upon his cache of women's clothes..

as if she had chanced upon the multi hued shards of
glass collected by a crow.. in his private nest.

Realizing she had accidentally intruded, she closed
the closet door. His secret was safe with her..
and like everything in life, sacred.

HEAR THE SEA

As she hears
the confessions
of all rivers
those on the shore
hear the sea..
accepting all
she calls no thing
heresy

 

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