Everything is a GIftA Poem by KWPDay 23 - NaPoWriMoSweet hearted one, uncertainty gifts itself within the wind brushing lightly across your cheeks, or, perhaps, knocking you right from your feet. Each an offering of observation. Detach like a freshly blown dandelion…. take the space of the infinite, questions flow as your drift through the eternal thermals of now… Gaze deep for there’s yet unwrapped intention. Be the heart of each gift bestowed, own it, but don’t keep it, position yourself between the brushing of wind across your cheeks and the gust that knocks you off your feet … The middle ground, alive, awake, aware, you can be. © 2017 KWPReviews
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