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creekside pause
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bridging poems
"Creekside Pause"
held in the half‑light,
water bending around stones,
a kind of waiting carried without claim.
stirred by a faint breeze,
grass leaning toward whatever comes next,
each blade offering its own quiet grammar.
left drifting above the shallows,
dragonflies tracing slow arcs,
their wings catching the day’s last warmth.
kept between footfall and thought,
the track widening then narrowing again,
as if the land were thinking aloud.
found in the moment before moving,
a breath taken without purpose,
the world continuing its patient work.
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