eyes open

When traveling it seems my soul lags behind. It’s been different since the event. Sluggish, my body follows at a distance from where my mind believes it should be. But maybe it is catching up.

I am awakening. Spring is coming. It is.

And I will walk barefoot in the grass with all the grace I can muster.

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