A friendly bee

One bee
Poses for me
In a moment
Of admiring photography.

I cave- With animated, cute,
Ticklish smiles
When I sneak a peak
At my photos
Of this friendly bee.
So, I share with you,
These three:

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Right here; right now

Morning light is arriving; 6:29am.
Twittering of birds,
A gentle rain pours a steady stream,
Distant thunder rumbles:
My body awake, alert, listening.
More thunder-
The rooster crows.
All is still.
Lightening flashes, lighting up the sand-
The sky thunders in response.
Fresh smell of a cleansing rain.
Good morning :)

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Woman

There are those brief moments between full moon and new moon, when all energies come into balance.

I love being a woman...

The rising sun, the magical morning energy-

Empowers me.

Dancing on the beach, every limb is alive.

Loving everyone openly, wholeheartedly...

I feel the joy of being a woman.

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Highest Light

Seeing others in their highest light
Is a gift of the heavens.
We all yearn-
A deep yearning
To be seen in our highest light;
To be seen as who we deeply are:
Pure inner divine beauty,
Pure wisdom,
Pure heart.

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One Billion Words

Poetry plays with the senses...
And beyond.
Unknown senses-
Yet to be described.
Let's add one billion words to
Every language,
So we can start talking about
What's important.
Or let's invent another way of communicating all together.
Intuitive, deep communication:
It already exists like an appendage long forgotten.
A muscle we didn't know was there.
Only at first it seems difficult to start-
To flex a muscle that has never been flexed.
But it can be done;
It is very easy.
Taking a true break, a true holiday by using this long forgotten way of communicating.

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Self-Love

Goes very deep.
Sometimes I feel it.
Thank you to my teachers:
You may not know who you are.

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I do not shiver

I do not shiver
When I step into
The sweet warm ocean
In my front yard.

I do not shiver
When I stand under
My unheated shower
To wash salt water from my skin.

I do not shiver
When I walk around
With wet hair
Air-drying in the sun.

I do not shiver
When I tuck into bed
With minimal layers
Over my warm sleepy body.

I do not shiver
When I awake
To a new breezy morning of
Sweet ocean scents.

I do not shiver here,
In this warm paradise;
I have not shivered for months.
Am I dreaming?

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