Tuesday, November 22, 2016

we hide

we hide who we are,
our feathery soft
vulnerabilities,
behind branches
and brambles,
lost to the sweet
and the sorrows.
experiential filters
do not discern,
so all is left,
unopened.

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I am a proud senior, forever hippie, who has incorporated the peace and love vibe into the technosphere of the 21st century. Gratitude and love of all beings is what I live for and how I live. My husband and I are guardians of pteribird in heaven and magic Mikey a special needs senior parrot, whose intelligence and love is beautiful and humbling. Blessings