On the edge of the forest
I enter in the minds eye
And fall into the grove
That is an extension
Of my essence
Being and not being
Part of me as I am
And as I am not
Beginner’s mind
Knowing
And not knowing
To see the world
A fresh each day
Rebirth from
The mimic of
The nightly death
We emerge refreshed

Copyright 9-21-03 by the
Poetess Kitsune Miko

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