stillfugue

I’m good with being a baby
now, at the core.
I confess.
People don’t believe me.
They reject baby me with nervous
laughs.
They can’t see the core.

Today, meditation made me
okay.
Good baby, peaceful baby.
I could feel silky sands
of heaven fill my lungs.

I felt big life gifts from dogs
who settled in stillness
with me, who listened
to my silence, who
congratulated me on my
growth, who
loved me
with me.

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