The Poet

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her words lost like snow

falling gently

on a spring lawn

her breath drawn

in silence

exhaling white mist

she is sound

vibrating mantras

ring every cell

she is earth

gathering the fallen

limbs for trails

no rumbling along

subway tracks

no longer a poet

singing, rather than

a calling

at one in peace

Valerie Sonnenthal is a contributor to The M.V. Times, offers monthly Sound Baths, teaches MELT Method, and is working on bringing Kaiut Yoga to the Vineyard.