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Poem – Rebirth
At the top of the mountain beyond the pass I stopped and looked back at the path I wandered and there were no footsteps in the powdered snow. Further beyond the talus and scree the empty field burns and I watch with waning fear as I let go of that previous version of me burning…
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Poem – Cleansed Through Smoke and Fire
On the earth I walk with light steps and place fallen branches in the pit. To the sky I gaze through pine trees and watch smoke disperse to the heavens. To my future self I set the path, wash away the dirt, and cleanse the soul.