that wells up from the cool earth
through the soles of my feet
is balm for my spirit.
Any discord melts away
the lingering tears into the dew
of another day.
From the luminescent center of me,
is a light so green that
only a breath can hold its immensity.
The fire no longer rages.
I am watered in the baptismal font,
sputtering, shaking, tenuous
in absence of all previous want.
Nothing needs done
when all is perfectly
within this peaceable kingdom.
Love is the ruler
by which all is measured and created.
I drink the waters blessed,
and calmly bloom, sated.
mj
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