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in winter, i plot and plan…

In spring, I move.

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all deep things are song…

all deep things are song
Bring me your skin, wet and warm.
Give me your weight, full and long.
Carry me, my long legs wrapped ’round you.
Let me taste you, shivering with ecstasy.

i know why the caged bird sings…

I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you,
and that you will work them, water them with
your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom,
till you yourself burst into bloom.

— Clarissa Pinkola Estes —

out of the crowd…

1.
Out of the rolling ocean, the crowd, came a drop gently to me,
Whispering, I love you; before long I die:
I have travelled a long way, merely to look on you, to touch you:
For I could not die till I once looked on you,
For I feared I might afterward lose you.

2.
Now we have met, we have looked, we are safe;
Return in peace to the ocean, my love;
I too am part of that ocean, my love—we are not so much separated;
Behold the great rondure—the cohesion of all, how perfect!
But as for me, for you, the irresistible sea is to separate us,
As for an hour carrying us diverse—yet cannot carry us diverse for ever;
Be not impatient—a little space—know you, I salute the air, the ocean,
and the land,
Every day, at sundown, for your dear sake, my love.

Walt Whitman

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