These words, I whispered into the open door
of the hallowed, hollow tree:
“Open my eyes.
Sweeten my speech.
Soften my heart.
Gentle my hands.
Broaden my mind.
Strengthen my will.
Deepen my soul.
Remove my fear,
that I might better hear
your reply echo
throughout the elements
surrounding.”
And by “my”, I mean “our”;
and by “I”, I mean “we”.
— C.Birde, 10/20
Nightjars & Damselflies 
It was a hunt through my reader to find your treasure of a poem. And I have! Lovely calls to action. “Broaden my mind”. What the world needs now. Stay sweet, Carrie. 😘🌷
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I’m glad not only that you found it, but that you it captured something meaningful to you. Sometimes, when we whisper, others might pause to hear… Maybe. Maybe. Thank you, as always 🕊❤️🌳
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Such beautiful poetry, Carrie. Lovely work to read 💗
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Thank you, Katy. May the world grow kinder with each heartbeat ❤️🌳❤️
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