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Here you will find the writings of the poet Theodore Waterfield

Holding My Knees

Earth is changing,
and I am changing.
I am so quiet inside.
I am so awake.
A presence completes me.
My life wants to pause.
I want space.
I have survived
so many beginnings and endings.
I have only three questions.
How many dreams remain?
How did the sky find me?
Will I end without an answer?

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