The border defining a boundary the line between worlds, realms, our consciousness exists only in our minds a projection of the hardship we impose, we feel, further defined and limited by action or inaction.
I awake to a sun touching each empty element and empty seed, vessels like stem cells will sprout into anything. I think of a willow tree providing shade and shelter and one emerges. I sit beneath the spindly limbs and I remember two ships anchored at sea, braced against the November Gales their bellies empty. […]
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