Not helpless, but hindered
Weathered, but not worn
Weary, but wonderous
Not forgotten; born
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Knick knacks knock about, knowing their number is nearly up
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Years later:
all it took was a glimpse of the edge of a sky-blue envelope barely opened on the counter, with scribbled words on the outside and playful artwork in the margins, like a page ripped out of Mad Magazine -
your presence still resonates
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Shadow baton from an invisible conductor gets raised with love and grace, as the first movement of sunrise begins:
Birdsong, in a minor key
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What sounds like a furious swarm is pollination, born from the energy of an active hive of honey bees
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On this, you ask, where is the ink?
I think I'd prefer to remain as silent as the poem on the page,
a slow gasp of a laugh, lingering
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Shadows dancing in firelight flickers
arms and fingers extended
A parley into the night's slow glow embers
and then, like that, the moment's ended
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Soft white floating dandelion puffs take to the wind
angelic seeds of wildflowers, rooted again
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A decision at its zenith is the cruz of the matter at hand
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