It took calm to hoard sea-blessing, earth-char, mountain-hark it took all the strangeness that the mussels could gather midstream to bring Song to flute, need to burn, soothe to tremor it took hearsay, birdflit, hearttick to overcome flight, reduce roadtear, become multipludinous -
I want to be multipludinous. Maybe I already am? (it’s an abundance mindset thing)
The stories the sea tells are as abundant as they are multipludinous, so yes, maybe you are there already 🙂