In The Moment - Poetry, Stories and Photographs
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
Mouth
I walk slowly through the wet and greening
World
With my mouth half open, the
Better to drink in all of it, all of it.
Sound of rushing water and
Smell of wet forest floor.
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