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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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