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Billows of Cumulus like clouds of tissues fill the wicker basket as I contemplate the sneezing coughing winter time blues
In the brightness of the city's night, one can't see the stars faint light. Now that you are gone, I am able to see,
Begin readingBillows of Cumulus like clouds of tissues fill the wicker basket as I contemplate the sneezing coughing winter time blues
The canvas is bare, the images swirl around in my head as if they were caught in a cyclone look close and you can see Dorothy&
Monkey minds abound matching antics to intent our life story unfolds
I spend my time in sacred meditation and have reached a new plateau. I've climbed just a portion of the mountain, and as I
The world was a buttoned up place in the late fifties and early sixties. Fathers went to work in uniforms depending on their professions. Plumbers in
Sky and mountains frame, the setting of a fiery orb. Chanting now eyes close. I blink eyes open, a full moon lights the garden, I cheer
You feel it too? The infinite possibilities of the day. Anything and everything imaginable and even those things that aren't could happen at any
I stand at the cross roads of lightning and thunder, that sacred space that we call life, those few seconds in-between the grandeur of the
Out of the ether with bits and bytes piled sky high, maybe even to the moon and back, let's say to Mars if Elon
Finding joy or finding sorrow, my heart fills with its essence. Finding another with good fortune, my heart entangles with theirs. Finding another in despair, the
We met as four strangers huddled under the same awning in a hailstorm, at the most vulnerable moment in our lives. We clung to each other
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