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TOWN
The bakery that stays the same decade after decade / Old posters still up from months ago
BLISS
Brightness that arrives without a name / Letting every burden find the floor
CHILD
Counting cracks in the pavement all the way home / How the day’s events arrive all at once
TEARS
Tasting salt upon the lip / Even eyes can speak the truth
BOOK
Back in the bag for the commute that didn’t happen / Open at the marked page and the mark made sense
ROOM
Rain on the window and nowhere to go / Opening the curtains halfway and no more
ASSET
A strength not named is still a strength but harder to deploy / Seeing what you have is the first step toward using it with skill
DANCE
Door closed and the music up properly / A small performance for the empty kitchen
CHEER
Come and find the one who almost gave up / Here is what belonging sounds like
IDEAL
Ideas of perfection only matter if they pull you forward / Dreaming what could be is how the actual future forms
ALWAYS
A truth held over time reveals its permanence in the holding / Lasting things do not require proving every time they are questioned
HAPPY
How simple joy can be when we allow / A door swung open to the afternoon
MERCY
More than fairness, something like a gift / Every debt that could be held, released
TOWN
There are faces here I cannot name but know / Only locals use that particular shortcut
WALK
Wet pavement reflecting the afternoon sky / Around the block just to get out of the room
FIELD
Flat under the August sky it bakes / Insects loud in the seed heads all day
GALE
Gusting through the valley without stopping / All the weathervanes agree on nothing
CLIFF
Climbing down it you discover how it was made / Lines of different time in the exposed face
LONELY
Life compressed to one small silent room / Only your own breathing for company
SEED
Sleeping through the last cold weeks alone / Each day underground a small decision
ROAD
Rain makes everything look like a mirror / On the way to somewhere you’ve been before
RISE
Returning to the surface after the dive is how you bring the depth to light / In the very act of rising, you prove that the falling was not the final word
YEARN
You open windows on the absent days / Each familiar corner holds a ghost
BORN
Before the knowing, there was only the being, and it was enough / Out of the void that preceded you, something decided to exist
STORM
Spending itself against the coast all night / The morning quiet sharper for the contrast
TRUE
There is a version of yourself that has never pretended to be otherwise / Reaching for that version is the whole of what growth is asking of you
CLIFF
Carrying its scars with a kind of patience / Lifted from the sea floor long ago
ADORE
A love that doesn't calculate the cost / Deep and quiet and entirely free
TRAIN
Tired and not asleep and not quite awake / Rain on the glass and the fields going past
GENTLE
Giving back the world its softest version / Each word considered before it lands
CLIFF
Carved by wind and water into patience / Leaning over the sea without concern
HOME
Hallway light left on for you / Old jacket on the chair
PEACE
Passed between two strangers in a glance / Every softening of the brow is peace
CHANGE
Choosing to see the same thing differently is already a form of change / How you hold what happens to you changes what it does to you in the end
LAUGH
Leaping past the careful and the guarded / A sound that cracks the quiet open
MERCY
Moving past the right to punish / Every debt forgiven quietly
NEXT
No one knows exactly where the following moment leads / Each step forward is also a step away from something
BOOK
Borrowed from the shelf last winter / Open on the table since Thursday
HILL
Holding the sky a little higher here / Its slopes worn smooth by centuries of sheep
ALWAYS
A truth held over time reveals its permanence in the holding / Lasting things do not require proving every time they are questioned
GLEE
Getting lost inside the moment / Loose with joy and moving freely
ASSET
A strength not named is still a strength but harder to deploy / Seeing what you have is the first step toward using it with skill
OPEN
Out beyond your assumptions is where the most interesting learning lives / Permitting the unexpected to arrive changes the shape of what is possible
DOOR
Draught coming under it in November / Opened before the bell has stopped ringing
GLEN
Granite walls on either side of the path / Larks somewhere above the cloud line calling
MARSH
Mist hanging low above the reed beds / All the wildfowl settling for the night
CLOCK
Crowded afternoon and it won’t move quickly / Long wait made longer by looking
VOICE
Volumes go unspoken in the people who stay silent / Only when you speak does what is real become real to others
WALK
Wet pavement reflecting the afternoon sky / Around the block just to get out of the room
VIVID
Very here, inside the ringing present / In the color that you cannot look away from