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Gifted

Gifted. A round clay grey chalice just outside the kitchen door filled to the brim with dark brown nurture, frothy feather greens trimmed. She eats the fresh smells with all her secret senses... Even her ears hear subtle strong notes as she chews the cud breaking down her defenses. Handed some leaves in a bag- not big enough to contain her gratitude and pleasure... buries her face in notions of growing her own treasures. Coriander, sweet basil, dill- lungs balloon with pungent perfume caught, breath held until heart gasps, thankful-exhumes breath of life with CO2, awake to symbiosis give and take. Thank You, from the abyss of my heart... It is a Pleasure to return! Aqua Marine: 09/12/2024 Acts 20:35 Acts 17:28 James1:17 Ephesians 5:1 Proverbs 12:25 1 Thessalonians 2: 8 Afterthought... The sandwich... Red, white, green... Tomatoe bright red Sweet basil next green strong Mozzarella cheese. Mama Mia!

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