The sun rises from the lap of the ocean
Wet and slow
My coffee was perfectly brewed this morning
Stained with full fat milk from cows grassing
I woke up in a frenzy,
In a contraction of the mind
I forgot to say my prayer
A poet asked me: “Can you take the day to walk with grace?”
I walk through the rugged path
Shiny branches clustered like bones
The ocean break…
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