Spilling into garden

Milk robes chuckle across floor

Free in the beingness of me

Vowed to whim of evolution

Surrender to what truly is

Feline eyes see between genesis

The leaves are of my voice

Their veins flow sustained by breath

My fingers feel gentle thump of earth delight

Grove eclectic

In sanctuary I pour

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