holy traffic
If you don’t traffic with that holy ground today, how will you ever know its texture?
:- Doug.

If you don’t traffic with that holy ground today, how will you ever know its texture?
:- Doug.
In you I meet early
morning’s fog arising
from garden at pond’s edge
do you too
receive
this hush?
Remove your boots
:- Doug.
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