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to arrive right here on this February morning
with the wind gently shaking the dried grasses
of the field and the chickadees flitting up and down
the empty cottonwood branches, and the river
barely a whisper beneath the ice. But all of it, since
long before her birth, has led her to this moment of winter
sunshine warming her cheek at the same time she
feels the tight clench in her chest that has
not released for a week. Hello clench. Of course,
it is here, the anger, the fear. What is here?
What else is here? Today, she opens to touch it all,
the way a child might touch both a smooth stone
and thorn. More truly, she is touched by the world.
Already this moment is different from the moment before.
And right now, she is here for it. For the ache. The birds.
The cloudless blue sky. All unfolds as it will. She feels
her own unfolding, too, opening to the surprise that though
unplanned, this moment could not have been otherwise.

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