Probably we should.
Beneath the oaks,
the hickories, the cedars,
leafy limbs reaching, stretching
upward
outward
entwined above,
roots sunk deep in
ancient ground below,
and us on the limestone trail
drenched in sunlight
beside a glade, equally soaked and
thick with black-eyed Susans
five feet high.
There’s no one here but us,
and the field sparrows,
and who would they tell anyway?
So.
Probably we should kiss.
©️stephanie pepper, 2020
Probably….. serendipity, and hag stones.
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Indeed. Peace, friend.
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Namaste.
You’ll like this little story…….https://wpln.org/post/curious-nashville-how-one-man-created-a-peace-sign-visible-from-the-sky/
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Well, well. Fascinating. Although I can’t say that I’m surprised by it. Is it still there? I have only flown out of Nashville once. As much as I long for flight, I long for it with my own wings.
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