revolting smells
that delight the senses
lives beyond imagination
that ignite dreams
to live with much gluttony
and to find it inadequate
experience the inadequate
and find the riches
to sift through the poo
to not find a pearl
but the Queen’s storehouse
the immanent joy
of life lived simple
to be bone weary tired
with eyes full of life
embarrassment with my thought
the world I had created
but given fresh lenses
to really see
to touch
to experience
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Hey there. I'm glad you made it home safely, and thank you so much for sharing some of your journey. I miss you something fierce, and have been thrilled to be able to read what you are up to.
Love, Melissa
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