Spiritual World

Spiritual world, I’d like to see you some other way. I’d like to see you in breezes that blow over my skin. I’d like to see you in giggles and grins. I’d like to see you in a simple little boy. I’d like to see you for what you really are. When I am quiet I’m not afraid. When I work I feel the satisfaction of rough hands on produce—hands earning a living. When I go to bed I touch my husband’s leg with my foot. I rub his shin. When I’ve cried all my tears I feel peace. I look in the mirror and see it all as lovely. I don’t see evil faces; I see tired eyes and fine lines. When my son buries his head in my legs and grips me, I feel very real. Really in love.

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