mid-lent – March 24


mid-lent, when ice

starts melting

water flows

and my heart

begins to open

to movings

other than my own.


mid-lent, mid life,

mid storm

mid desert

places of peace

begin to emerge

out of places

I wasn’t looking.


it’s almost always

the way.


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