Poem by Michael Petracca

clump of pine needles,brown and stiff, falls on cold earth the dawn sky brightens

this curled strip of bark on the asphalt footpath hasn’t moved for days

Michael Petracca

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clump of pine needles,brown and stiff, falls on cold earth the dawn sky brightens

this curled strip of bark on the asphalt footpath hasn't moved for days

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What is Mindfulness

Thich Nhat Hanh January 15, 2020

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