I glide…on the winds of change blowing in hot & cold currents, as the season shifts - Smoothing the air - not like a leaf in the fall, but as a hawk, eyes penetrating into the essence of all….filled with strength & elemental power - yet safely resting in a mother’s arms – ensconced & tender.
All is open, there is no fixed schema, no anxiety or fear, no bullets-points on the agenda…The sky is vast – ready to receive - whatever my long-sighted wings want to inscribe on it…
~hag
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