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Roots deep in the soil, woven into earth's fabric.
Holding firm as wind spirals.
Buffeted into dance
graceful, intense
like the chaotic first dance
out of which emerged creation.
This is what I want to be
grounded and sure and gracefilled enough to allow the wind to blow me into beauty.
Holding firm as wind spirals.
Buffeted into dance
graceful, intense
like the chaotic first dance
out of which emerged creation.
This is what I want to be
grounded and sure and gracefilled enough to allow the wind to blow me into beauty.
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