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PHOTO
Pinned to the fridge since forever / Holding a moment no one planned
DIARY
December pages always more detailed somehow / Ink slightly different in the entries after the move
TIDE
Tracing its old path across the sand / In the pools the small crabs wait it out
TOWN
The same route but a different light today / Outside the bakery the queue already starts
ASCEND
A long way up is still the way if up is where you need to go / Slowly, the one who keeps going passes all who stopped to question
WIND
Wandering without a home or an intention / It moves through everything and keeps nothing
COOK
Comfortable when nothing else is making sense / One more thing added because it was there
SKY
So wide above the valley it makes you small / Knowing it has always been this close
CAFE
Coffee cooling while the page is being read / Afternoon stretched into something generous
WAVE
Wild at the headland and flat in the bay / A single wave began as distant weather
TEA
The ritual before the rest begins / Every morning the same cup the same small peace
CLOCK
Changed last Saturday and still feels wrong / Looking at it more since the days got shorter
RIVER
Rolling stones downstream without effort / Into the gorge the water falls and rises
WALK
Wind in the face and the coat barely enough / All the way to the end of the long path
SMILE
Something ancient lives inside it / Moving freely across every language
BIRTH
Before the arrival was the long and patient preparation / In the moment of the new, all that was old becomes the context
OCEAN
Over the drowned valleys the water is quiet / Cold and deep and moving in great circles
CLAIM
Calling what is yours by name is a kind of courage / Living as though you deserve what you want changes everything
SHORE
Sand pulled between returning and leaving / Here the water forgets to be water
ROOM
Rearranged in the mind a hundred times unchanged / Outside the window the world finishing its day
FIELD
Foxes crossing at the far end in the grey / In the late July heat the combine starts
DIARY
Days kept here that have nowhere else to go / Inside these pages the year holds its shape
CHAIR
Comfortable and slightly worn on the left side / Holding the shape of a long afternoon
LUNCH
Later in the day and the appetite sharper for it / Under the window while the street does its thing
HOME
Hard to describe but immediately felt on return / One drawer that holds everything that has no other home
TIDE
Turning in the estuary the mudflats appear / It covers them again and they are gone
BOOK
Back in the bag for the commute that didn’t happen / Open at the marked page and the mark made sense
MEAL
Made with less than expected and still good / Everything seasoned by the end of the week
DREAM
Door at the end of a hall I can almost name / Rising up to the surface without warning
COOK
Cutting onions with the window open / One pan doing three things at once
ASCEND
A long way up is still the way if up is where you need to go / Slowly, the one who keeps going passes all who stopped to question
ALLOW
Accepting what is true about this moment takes the most courage / Letting what wants to come come is not giving up control
ABLE
A person is more capable than doubt has led them to believe / Being more than what fear defines you as is always possible
TREE
This old oak has held more than just itself / Roots entwined with the roots of its neighbors
GROWTH
Give yourself the grace to be imperfect on the way / Real expansion hurts a little at the outer edges
WIND
Wearing down the stone cliff into sand / In the wheat field it writes its name in circles
CHEER
Crying out across the space to meet you / Here, your name is called and you belong
TRUST
Taking the first step into the unknown / Returning to the one who let you down
RIVER
Rolling stones downstream without effort / Into the gorge the water falls and rises
GENTLE
Giving the world a softer edge / Every sharpness set aside for now
RIVER
Running fastest where the channel narrows / Into the flat water the rapids finally quiet
LONELY
Looking out at crowded streets alone / Only silence answers back
STILL
Sitting with the unanswered question without demanding it answer is strength / This is the practice: return to the quiet whenever the noise begins to win
SMILE
Sudden warmth across an unknown face / Moving toward the one who is alone
STORM
Slow to come and faster going than expected / The morning after brighter than usual
DAWN
Darkness giving way in the quietest possible way / Arriving before any demand or obligation does
CHEER
Calling out across the distance / Here to celebrate the almost-there
RAIN
Rolling off the mountain into the valley below / After a week of drought it comes like a gift
SEEK
Standing at the edge of what is known and leaning out is the seeker’s posture / Every question you refuse to let go of will eventually give you what it holds
BLOOM
Between the stones the small flower insists / Lavender crowns rising from the roadside crack