Sunday, March 26, 2017


I remember when the whales had wings, she said. Whatever happened? I said. 
It got to be too noisy with all the airplanes & other stuff,
so they flew into the ocean & never came back. 
Some days, she added, I think about going too....

headed toward this body of water.
oh, to breathe it in.
to feel the pull towards.
it's depths.
welcome to coffee hour.
welcome to this Sunday morning.
just BE.

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