her spirit told her
go slow
in doing so the world became
vital and exquisite
she left a shimmering trail as she wandered through life
for eons people followed
her incandescent paths
they found wonders they never knew
gems amongst wee tiny flowers
bugs that flew
shrooms that grew
go slow
in doing so the world became
vital and exquisite
she left a shimmering trail as she wandered through life
for eons people followed
her incandescent paths
they found wonders they never knew
gems amongst wee tiny flowers
bugs that flew
shrooms that grew
a leisurely pace
reveals treasures
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this all began with a sketch:
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