123. Fully Free (Myshkin, 2021) · quatrains

Freedom is who I am, and who I’ve always been. It’s fifty shades of green beneath a dark gray sky Sometimes the magic whispers hush me from within. The forest feels and listens, never asking why. Alas, I hear the engines and there’s trash around. Civilization’s light and dark, not far away, Attack-defends what solitude I might have found And tries to get me, with a salty hug, to stay. I do love people, both specific and abstract. The songs our voices weave by starting with “Hello!” To be reflected makes my center feel intact; To smile and play and touch makes my whole body glow. There’s choice in life. Please do whatever fills your heart! It’s always Christmas. Take your presence off the shelf. You are a verb! Turn every moment into art. You’ll find your way to perfect laughter, and your Self.

Sunday, February 14, 2021 — Verde Vista, CA

From Angels, Earthworms & Guitars

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