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The River Remembers
The river does not ask where it is going.
It knows the shape of stone,
the patient work of bending,
how the body learns its way
through every obstacle and opening,
arriving always at the sea—
not because it tried,
but because it flowed.
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Morning Light
Before the day asks anything of you,
the light comes in without a question,
lays itself across your hands
like a gift that needs no answer.
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What the Hands Know
The hands remember everything
the mind has long forgotten:
the weight of water, the curve of bread,
the way a greeting travels from palm to air.
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Becoming Water
You do not have to be the stone
that holds the river's course.
You are allowed to be the water—
finding every opening, every turn.
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The Weight of Leaves
Watch how the leaf lets go—
not falling, but choosing to travel
on whatever current the air offers,
light enough to go anywhere.
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Roots and Wings
Everything alive
has learned to hold on
and to release—
the same breath, two directions.
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The Slow Work
The glacier does not hurry.
Nor does the seed, nor the tide.
There is a kind of movement
only stillness can begin.
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Between Notes
Music is not only the notes.
It lives in the space between them,
in the breath before the phrase begins,
in what the silence says.
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