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The possibilities of emptiness

I enjoy seeing an empty rocking chair sway forward and backward. To and fro. Empty rocking chairs have a rhythm all their own.My head says it’s the wind. My heart says there’s someone visiting.I have a porch filled with rocking chairs, just ready for the visits of varied bottoms. Some days, that means just the bottoms of the feet, or their bug counterpart. These rocking chairs get visited by dragon flies, caterpillars, lizards, birds … you get the picture. Some days, the chairs barely move at all. Unvisited. Some days, they are all shifting under an unseen weight. And yes, sometimes, there are people who visit and rock for a while. I recently read a book in which an apple tree bloomed out of

 
 

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