ate our sugared berries.
Today we wash the pots,
throw the scraps to the pigs.
The sun is setting earlier now, fall will come soon.
The tomatoes swell and the corn stalks grow tall.
We continue walking the labyrinth,
by day taking shade,
by night diving into the pond and howling.
My sister got married this weekend.
Bless her!
Bless her with never-ending happiness.
She cried.
This world loves her so much,
embraces her for saying yes to what is good and true.
It is good, being alive now.
There is much to remind us.
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