Before dawn,
meditating.
My daughter crosses the darkness
& climbs into my lap.
The warm smell of sleep.
Her heartbeat.
+++
The Presence.
in all things, Presence
in all things, Presence
Before dawn,
meditating.
My daughter crosses the darkness
& climbs into my lap.
The warm smell of sleep.
Her heartbeat.
+++
The Presence.
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