Whisper to the Truth, say, “I embrace you.” Cuddle with the Light, say, “I am you.”

Practicing: understanding “how to make love stay”.  Making sure I step on-board and run to the back where the bumps are.
Searching out actively the hearts in everything and the rough patches through the woods.
Living and non-living and radiating alike, Grinning and ho-humming along.
That smile, a sunbeam through the clouds on a gloomy day of a weary sailor.
That smile, a moonbeam into the backseat window of a ’51 Chevy, on the crown of a little girl who loves to stare through the hole in the floor.

Didn’t take my new baby cause she won’t fit in any box I have.  Took her in mind.  I have her resonator in mind.
Accumulating pebbles in my pocket and ideas in my head to play on her when I get home.  Thank you rocks.
Home is here, with the theatrical, sappy woman on the intercom.  Her voice is soothing, in a giggle-plex sort of way.

The snow on the mountains was sitting so calmly as if to say, “Don’t wait, melting is inevitable!”

“Be happy” is what is on my mind, and if I’m lucky I won’t be thinking that at all!

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