Hello, and welcome to another week of Naked on Cashmere. This week, Atticus explores the theme WILD and invites you to take a moment each day to reflect on what this means to you. Xx

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What of the firefly,

the one I love to chase?

The old man smiled

Love her

he said

but leave her wild,

and the old oak tree I love to climb?

Love her, he said, but leave her wild

the bird that sings that song I love?

Love her, he said, but leave her wild

and the wolf that cries to the old joke moon?

Love her, he said, but leave her wild

and the horse that loves to run with storms?

Love her, he said, but leave her wild.

And what of her,

the one I love most?

And the old man smiled.

Yes, he said,

you must love her too

but love her wild

and she’ll love you.

 

Other Poem Read Today:

“Bird on a Wire" by Leonard Cohen

 

xx Atticus

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