i read a poem or a book
and give them away
i gather every leftover tears & misses
and stir them to my green tea
i put down the mirror
and go for a walk in the park
or go to the unbeaten path, somewhere
strange & new to marvel the trees
i palm a fallen leaf or stone,
and get lost in the wonder of its veins,
palettes, ridges & wrinkles
i bake my mother's bread
and travel back in time
i try out my daughter's salad from IG
and heard the birdsongs outside the kitchen
i bury my nose among the wildflowers
and found my valleys & hills
i inhale the beat of your verses
and discover my music
i grab every chance to unfold & re-
fold and fold into my-
self, a butterfly every season
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