Living the Fallowed Life

Living the fallowed life;
rest.
Under the blue sky,
among dive bombing bees,
into the one necessary thing,
the important things.
The ground is firm,
and the air caresses.
The soaring birds,
the butterflies congregating on the cherry blossoms,
the bird songs in the distance.
The foundation holds.

© Christine Salkin Davis, 2020

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