Spring Rise. After Water Falls.

Illuminating the dam fractures
feeling where
The Leak Possibly First
Came. The born Now reality,
reveals The Darkness, The Death,
The Dying, The False Starts.

The before walking
or talking
or command of base
bodly function.

Thank you excavators,
thank you ladders and trenches
thank you caterpillars and butterflys
leeches and ticks and do bees.

The fog the sun the rain of
the morning glory
in summer storms closing
The thunder, bright lightning
The pools of star,
as they consume moon slivers.

Hot Steaming Kettles,
Whistle, Drums and notes rise
The Break, The Set, The Life,
The Rise, The Fall, The Rest,
Nature simply knows
Know Spin of A Die,
The Only Way,
forward,
Is Up.

Txx

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"I've come to this belief that,
if you show me a woman who can sit with a man
in his real vulnerability, in deep fear, and be with him in it,
I will show you a woman who, A, has done her work
and, B, does not derive her power from that man.

And if you show me a man who can sit with a woman
in deep struggle and vulnerability and not try to fix it,
but just hear her and be with her and hold space for it,
I'll show you a guy who's done his work
and a man who doesn't derive his power
from controlling and fixing everything."

~ Brene Brown