noticing

i choose 
to see miracles
everywhere

wings 
beating
hearts
beating 

the singing
of the wind
waves
stars

a still midnight wood

a bright moon

foraged berries

the memory of hands
dancing

endless invitations 
to 
slow 
down

my body
floods with sensation

a reminder
of my divinity 
if only i
remember 

to notice

written January 24, 2019

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