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April 28, 2024
Looking at an oak covered with moss this weekend, I realized that
Here I am, trapped again
fixing the quandary by piling on more dirt in the trenches I’ve
Suffocating under the dirt I cling to, I fling
blinding myself with my own chaos.
It’s not in there,
the answer, the validation, the path you look for
It’s not in there,
the healing and insight you seek.
Shake it off,
Shake off the dirt
the moss that clints to you
and reach for the silent sun-lit sky
Be
then Free
then See
For my designs for your life are immeasurable, unspeakable.
Be
Free
See.
-Angie Winn
By Angie Winn5
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April 28, 2024
Looking at an oak covered with moss this weekend, I realized that
Here I am, trapped again
fixing the quandary by piling on more dirt in the trenches I’ve
Suffocating under the dirt I cling to, I fling
blinding myself with my own chaos.
It’s not in there,
the answer, the validation, the path you look for
It’s not in there,
the healing and insight you seek.
Shake it off,
Shake off the dirt
the moss that clints to you
and reach for the silent sun-lit sky
Be
then Free
then See
For my designs for your life are immeasurable, unspeakable.
Be
Free
See.
-Angie Winn