in the quiet

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my brain dawns upon new ideas
stumbling over them like roots in the earth
consciously,
closing in like a hummingbird to a flower
gently, slightly and rhythmically flitting
as if uncontrolled by the weight of the world
and defying gravity with ingenuity
colourful, and bold, and boldly colourful
i’m taking only small breaths for this moment
and realizing
there’s nothing more sacred
than letting go

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