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Release the Horses


Release the horses into the deep,
Water the foxes until they sleep.
 
Necks of the foxes? Smell them with fear!
Horses’ hooves pounding? Get out of here!
 
Things that you’ve owned? Not destined to stay!
Things that you cherish? Fading away!
 
Sending this quickly, only one time—
May you find truth somewhere in this rhyme.

 
  
Poem © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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If

Dead Indigo Bush photo deadindigobush_zps27ada9ce.jpg
Indigo Bush (Psorothamnus fremontii), Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


If the branch could speak,
it might become a channel
to release new truths.

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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