The Fallow House

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Sustenance in Clouds

by bethany howard

I will tie balloons to my house



and float.



Birds, coffee, and books

will be my company

as the cleansing breeze

blows through the windows.

I will sit on the porch and

watch the sun rise and the

sun set each day.

Clouds will be my sustenance;

the rain will quench my thirst;

rainbows will be my delight.

I will land

in a forest,

in the shadow of a mountain,

and at the edge of the sea.

I will taste and see

what is there for me.

Lush green, waves, waterfalls, wildflowers,
mushrooms, lightening bugs, grace,
dolphins, dappled light, deer, caves,
quiet, apples, rocks, trees, rabbits.

My pen will record my explorations;

I will map the places my feet and my heart take me.

When my heart is full and settled,

when my words have done all

they can to capture the treasures,

when my heart longs

to go back,

I will tie balloons to my house



and float



home.