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epiphany
when
daylight pours into the room 
so
everything is lit 
only
a fool wastes time 
to
scratch the
bare fact down 
some
days there isn't a breeze 
to
let in 
then
you open a window
onto
the stillness
your
true satori –
raw
steak slapped
on
the blackened eye 
as
in the old movie 
needs
no recording
but
turns you around 
to
see 
where
you were 
and
are 
no
further thought of it's required 
now
that you're on your way 
 
Ha!
ReplyDeleteEspecially at this time of morning. One step after the other. And then....
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