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Dolania’s Day

http://crochet247.com/ocean-kiss-autumn-cowl/ Dolania’s Day
Dolania Americana
doesn’t write epics.

She lives a workday
and calls it a life.

Months beneath the water,
then eight hours in the air.

She rises,
mates,
and is gone.

Just a short note
in the margin of a single day.

And I,
I stand here, almost envious,
of that pure and simple mission:
To begin, to love, to end all in one bright span.
Awe in the brevity, a life complete in the arc of a single sun.

The Vine


http://hometownheroesrun.com/lib/sulla-paura-fragilita-aggressivita-potere The Vine

Love is the mind’s way of creating nature.
Falling in it is the mind’s way of creating eternity.

I step into the yard at dawn.
Dew on my shoes.
Dogs sniffing the ground
because they know the score.

A crow on the roof
screams its claim on the day.

The fig vine climbs the fence
because that is what it does.

I stand there
feeling the world push back.
Not hard.
Just true.

Love shows up the same way.
A thought that becomes a vine
and then keeps growing.

And when you fall into it,
you fall clean.
Time opens.
You follow.