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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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