Metta
Thought follows thought,
Scythe through consciousness,
Two hawks spiraling on
Edgewing.
What fills center?
Heartspace lifted, open,
Chambers unfolding downward,
Deepen.
Pernicious prickles attempt
To steal peace's purse.
Look inward now with metta,
Escape.
Family Moab
In Arches National Park
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