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Poem: Presence

Updated: Aug 20, 2023

I notice how the grass feels under my feet,

And how the slight breeze

is sometimes enough to put my sweater on.


I like the way the sun brings me joy,

And when I’m in the forest,

I feel at home.


I may not always have a plan.

I definitely don’t have all the answers.


But I do know how to be present.

I do know how to love.




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