After reading Lucretius, I go to the pond -- What I can do -- Rumi -- First yoga lesson -- I don't want to be demure or respectable -- Stebbin's gulch -- No matter what -- Angels -- What we want -- If I wanted a boat -- Good morning -- The wasp -- Blueberries -- Little lord love -- Little crazy love song -- I woke -- The mangroves -- The hummingbirds -- Such silence -- Watering the stones -- Franz Marc's blue horses -- The vulture's wings -- On meditating, sort of -- To be human is to sing your own song -- Loneliness -- Drifting -- Forgive me -- I'm feeling fabulous, possibly too much so. But I love it -- On not mowing the lawn -- The fourth sign of the Zodiac -- To Shiva -- Owl poem -- A little ado about this and that -- Do stones feel? -- I'm not the river -- The oak tree loves patience -- The country of the trees -- What gorgeous thing.
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