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stand still. Pretend

you’re a plant. Stand

still and wait quietly. Hold out your hand.

Breathe slow. Breathe deep.

Inhale the sweet

scent of soft earth beneath your feet.

Feel the air flow within.

Feel the breeze brush your skin.

Give it a moment and it will begin.

Here it comes. It heard

the rhythm of the drums

that pace your breath and your heart.

Here it lands: piece of art.

On one still fingertip it matches

the tempo of its wings

to the beat of your song.

You greet each other with curious gaze

and, just like that, gently part ways.