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Carried Along

The moon sleeps,

the sun awakens. 

Sometimes I follow the moon

& drop into a deep sleep,

other times I become ablaze like the sun.

Understand that these are the rhythms of the tides--

the rivers,

the oceans--

that link us

to water & air & ground & fire.

Let them pull you,

don't resist them,

they are your friends,

your healers.

Sleep & rise,

sleep & rise,

the flow will carry you through.

◄ Blossom

I Say ►

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