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His Purpose

I sit here today, looking out my window onto the world and I see shadows on the grass from the tree branches highlighted by the sun and I see wild rabbits foraging for food, fighting the squirrels for what they can find. 698 more words


Dear Presence

find yourself thinking about losing Daphne. choose joy in her sweet, funny ways over dread of her passing. a chance to release & be grateful for her dear, present now.

Right Brain


Good evening poets. Mr Scribbles is back from his travels, almost over the jet lag and happy to be resident in the house for another round of Poetics. 492 more words


The Final Transition

How many people do you know who have experienced someone close pass away on their (not meaning the deceased’s) birthday?
Introspection and stillness follows such an event. 85 more words