Coming to You

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The path is clear
at time, and others,
more obscured,
the sky reaching back
so that the clouds
are harder to talk to,
the trails filled with
the thistles and brambles
of years of wild living,
and before long,
I stop thinking
about how I landed here,
because my hands
know how to protect me
and my feet
know where to go,
and my heart knows
how to be quiet,
and even how
I got here,
and I now that
all this time,
no matter how long
it takes,
I have been coming
to you.
 
– Tammy Takahashi
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