Hole

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We climbed up

Out of the hole breathless and began

Rolling around on the

Ground giggling uncontrollably.

We dusted off our clothes and picked twigs out of each others hair.

Then

He took my hands, kissed my lips and started humming that song about being lost.

Holding on tighter

We

Glanced at one another once more

And

Dove right back in

To explore more uncharted territory.

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Yes

Miracles happen every moment.

People change.

Or

They don’t.

Always carry hope.

And I try not to hold my breath and sit

Immobile;

Stationary and stuck.

Keep living and loving.

Move out of limbo and the waiting.

Basking in the radiance of life

Moment by moment.

I am blooming regardless the

Light,

The soil,

The circumstance.

Heart over matter.

Soul sight

Flowing.