Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
Rumi
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Lavender,
velvety herald of summer
and lofty dreams.
Lie among bees,
grasshoppers,
and flies.
Hum and buzz,
intoxicated,
by nectar and scent,
light in my eyes,
and magic, that always.
You are there, too,
presence as gentle as the bees
and more sweet, more mine,
dare I say?
Gaze upon the miracle,
waiting for nothing,
wanting summer food,
a hot dog
and a pile of potato chips,
lemonade,
and you,
to share it all with me.
Colleen Sohn
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