when it springs
from the heart
without any pressure,
poetry can be a nourishing
force, weaving the heavens
with the earth.
it can be a reminder of the days that
went by without our smiles -
on the day like this,
when the temperature is
30 below zero
it can be a warm close around us
and the sun inside us
that can hold the heat of our body
together, mirroring to us
our own warmth.
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