with each trail I hike
I gather stones in my pockets,
twigs and moss in my hands
I gather stones in my pockets,
twigs and moss in my hands
and one day
I will build a small home
made up of all those trails.
I will build a small home
made up of all those trails.
It behooves me, then,
to gather my stones carefully
and my twigs and moss with wisdom
to gather my stones carefully
and my twigs and moss with wisdom
and grace
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