thinking about nothing
comes to
mind this moment
everything
stops
right where
it stands
tall like
the trees
through
which setting sun seen
brightness
splintered around the branches
forming
shapes I can't identify
with the
air only slight
movement
back and forth
with this
pen trying to create
cool breeze
on the other side of the glass
smooth as
the pond
new home
for the pet turtle
free as a
bird if birds swam
but they
don't have boundaries
crossed
over the line
and I
didn't want to wait any longer
the wait
the more frustration
takes over
the next hill and down
when I was
bike riding
around town
with no thought
on the mind
cycle meditation
any kind of
work meditation
gets me
through the day
and onto
the next with love
in my heart
found her smiling at me
from the
tall truck
and
everything changed...
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