He rests all the winter long
Beneath an icy cap of snow
Silently he keeps watch
Over all the slumbering creatures
Burrowed beneath his sheltering thatch
Spring melt wakes his green grasses
All over his round old top
Bright colored flowers greet
Young creatures on their first days
Atop the sleepy old bluff
Summer days are greeted by sparkling rain drops
Birds bath in his tiny streams
Dancing along on their journey to the sea
Curious bees visit each flower
While the sleepy old bluff dozes
Twilight shows many curious colors
In the lavish trees, autumn has arrived
Their sweet fruit and hardy nuts
Provide a bounty for the winter burrows
And the sleepy old bluff watches over all
Discovering new beginnings and remolding visceral concepts. Hints as to where to start and how to look when finding a relevant voice for new expressions. Exploring one's heart, redefining one's dignity in a changing landscape. Writing and reading in ASMR, soft spoken word poems created for relaxation and stimulating the creative process, as well stories of untethered exploration.
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