synchronicity.

A blossom in my chest when it happens my heart

like petals and a breeze

Breezing through.

A call. And an answer.

A knock in my solar plexus wake up

Sleepyhead and an opening.

A breath caught with arrival.

Skin on fire and  blood reaching like hands

In child’s pose in gratitude and like new.

Each time an awesome exhale of thank you. So much thank you.

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