Sensing

Some days I travel
Only as far as my breath will carry me
With no will for forging beyond my borders
Staying close to my senses letting myself mingle
With the scent of skunk and mushroom
Rising after a midnight rain knowing
Some day soon enough I will leave
And I will miss this place

— April Resnick

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Midnight Rain by Charles “Bud” Edmondson

~ by April on October 21, 2013.

Posted in Body, Family, Identity, Meditation, Motherhood, Nature, Poetry
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