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Inside a Holy Aperture

I merged with Nature

Photo by Cédric VT on Unsplash

I paused by the kitchen window
to catch my breath
and hold my heart.
There, on the top of a faded fence
rested a small brown sparrow.
Her feathers fluttered
knitting swirls of softness
in the steel gray air.

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Stories that matter. Emotion first and foremost.

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Carolyn Riker

Carolyn Riker

Poetry is my first love. Inspired by intuition & my chunky ginger cat. My favorite place is by the sea, sipping espressos and daydreaming.

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