A Visitation
Sep 15
1 min read
Sitting outside
meditating.
A breeze
strokes my cheek.
I open my eyes to see
a hovering
hummingbird
gazing at me.
Hello, dear one.
I see you.
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Beth A. Richardson
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Sitting outside
meditating.
A breeze
strokes my cheek.
I open my eyes to see
a hovering
hummingbird
gazing at me.
Hello, dear one.
I see you.
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