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Malaika King Albrecht
The O Horizon
"Our lives awaken through ordinary magic." Trungpa Rinpoche
Sometimes you look left instead of right,
see trumpet flowers and poison ivy
threading up branches towards light.
You look down instead of up,
and movement on the forest floor
catches your attention:
toads in leaf litter, click bugs,
tumbling flower beetles,
and dog-day cicadas
clicking like rain sticks
or a nearby river.
You stand stunned
that you are surrounded
by life, the trees
breathing so that you can too.
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