May 29, 2007 21:46
quick post:
the word synchronicity
becomes obsolete
when all is synchronous.
living on an island
that hosts
a rich grackle society,
I find more
of my feathers,
realize the triviality
of almost every
thing,
and the beauty
of nearly
everything.
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ah -
beautiful soul,
relish this
drink it
down into your bones
dance
the threads
through you,
into the earth
up past the moon
enjoy every moment,
tasting
god
in the wind
peace &
missing you,
- A.
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