I can see through
The soggy afternoon,
Your words inspired
By ancient pines,
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I'll get there when I get there. Thanks for the astute demonstation of a more evolved state of awareness. I'll let me get there yet.
i wish that i could pause sometimes and let me in.. easier said than done! Great write HBH
Through the soggy afternoon you can see the beauty of words of inspiration. Dreams are satisfied with moonlit poise. Beneath the tree of reality we feel documented joy. An excellent poem rich with imagery and perception is very well penned...10