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Thanks also... for dirt paths that disappear from the road
thanks for uncut forest land
and for every mite and stallion abiding there
for steepness in hills and fields beyond where trees can grow
for flat rock to lay upon beneath sun and moon
and circles of stars inside the black night
configured outside all imagination unchanged ever by issues of man
thanks for the touch of bare feet against dirt
a hand to shield sunshine from my eye for the feel of sun against my cheek
thanks for a place to be even if in dream untouched by pavement and electronic signal
thanks for geese in southern flight
for sight to see them for breath
Many thanks
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And thanks for quiet women who cook and sew and tend to ancient ones.
thanks for silence lit alone by clock light;
for rarely interrupted dream-free sleep.
for neighbor ladies who wave from their porch.
for energy infused from the great spirit amidst those moments of desperation
when flight seems the only solution.
thanks for flight as a solution.
for Joan Baez.
Many thanks.
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Thanks also for buttermilk biscuits
the kind now extinct since mother moved away
for Fannie Emory who taught mom to cook
thanks for granny Greer who helped me be less afraid
and Betty Greer who taught me 'kick the can'
thanks for every song in 'my fair lady'
for leaving on a troop ship from Bremerhaven
and for sailing past the statue of liberty
thanks for the alley behind my childhood church
for when i went to Illinois
with Uncle Charlie
Many thanks
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Thanks also for last night's bright rounded moon
for circumstance to cease all and see such incredible indescribable beauty
for a time to have almost no thought of me for deep breath and stillness
thanks for three pieces of pecan pie found in the fridge left behind from last night
for two small girls in California
and for when we sometimes talk
for Sir Paul and Billy Joel
Many thanks
