I love the idea of eating the word yes.
"some evidence that life persists despite cold, despite exhaustion,
though the light itself seems to be failing."
I'm now scanning the world
for my own particular version of sugar snap peas.
Reminding me that life (and love) persist
even in the gravest circumstances.
Those miraculous somethings...
most likely small, and apparently insignificant somethings
that are "small proofs of pleasure."
I will treasure them as "testaments to tenderness."
Namaste'
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