Today I’m with these words from the poem “Above the Paradox Valley” by Rosemerry.

The wisest part of your body

knows to run when it hears

the first crashes of rock fall.

It does not pause then to consider

metamorphic or igneous,

nor does it hesitate to wonder

what might have pushed them down.

The whole poem is here:

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