soul knitting

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So much can change.
I am too often with
The waves on the top of the ocean. Stirring,
Worried. Sometimes a day
Will come along and I will
Feel much lower than the ocean’s surface. I
Will feel stillness, a
Silence of the soul. I
Treasure these days, when
I’m not aware of
Myself—when I’m free from surface
Worry. And my soul?
I do not know how it
Knits me back together.

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