Last year on vacation I wrote a series of REST poems. This week I am focusing on awe. I know no better way to keep my focus than to write.
Here is first entry:
Attached to the teaching life, I release
Windy City, here I come. My
entrance to a new time, a new direction.
I have made a commitment to three things: finding time for Blue Space (beach, sky), Green Space (earth, woods), and the responses I have to poets & writers. I seek to discover the art of being.
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