A Few Stones Along the Riverbed

Information lies dormant inside this heart.
Reading her words evokes possibility awakening me from inertia.

heart pounds when the mind is unsure;
one word, one gesture, one thought
turns pound to soft.

wind kisses my cheek
this is god.

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