Posted on September 20, 2020
by C.M. Rivers
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By day, a daydream ponderer who never gets her fill – by night, a barefoot wanderer who’s wandering still. With the bamboo wind and a golden rain-tree, what a lucky pilgrim she shall be.
Category: UncategorizedTags: bodymindspirit, meditation, pilgrimage, Poetry, refuge, Travel, wander
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