This Birthday Wish…
Inhaling these wild and impossible dreams, like the scent of
wildflowers carried on these warming winds… Perfect, tiny ephemeral jewels of
life’s possibility, scatter across my alpine horizon.
Exploring fingers drift across perfect arching ridgeline
spines,
Traverse through soft verdant valleys and beyond.
Summer sun open these new paths, soften long hardened snows.
Scatter the settling stones of stifling memory, sloughing consequence.
Wade with me into this gushing alpine stream. Finding
clarity in this needed immersion.
Lost and found again in this slowly warming thaw from
winters passed…
Slipped perfect moments recovered in this ache of freedom.
Opened possibilities in a life unbound.
b.b. July 1, 2014
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