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a winter morning haiku

ByKymberlee

scenes from my 'hood

coffee so dark and creamy
aquamarine sky
a lone crow cries out to me

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purity of intention

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There are the ones who yammer on endlessly about themselves– their work their art their hobbies their past. yammer yammer yammer I call these the wounded children, the narcissists the boring. There are the ones who peek into every crevice– of my life ask too many questions and swim too deep into my being. swim…

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flickering love dance

ByKymberlee

blame is a sour boar piercing the heart with fierce tusks of shame creation craves compassion and the flickering love dance of a gentle heart

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I love you.

ByKymberlee

I love you. I do.

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swimming through the void

ByKymberlee

Life is a waterfall We’re one in the river And one again after the fall Swimming through the void We hear the word We lose ourselves But we find it all…. Cause we are the ones that want to play Always want to go But you never want to stay And we are the ones…

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Stillness in Movement

ByKymberlee

The stillness in stillness is not the real stillness Only when there is stillness in movement can the spiritual rhythm appear which pervades heaven and earth. -TS’AL-KEN T’AN This is the place in which I have been living for quite some time. I haven’t been sitting much and haven’t been at the computer to update…

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bricolage project day 22 [world]

ByKymberlee

“has materiality and thus dimension” The randomly-chosen word of the day is world from Stand Still Like the Hummingbird by Henry Miller.  I’m going to offer the entire paragraph that it came from because it’s so fantastic.  It will serve nicely as today’s quote: Frankly, if we must play with this idea of saving the…