home birds sing loud
cats howl
familiar surroundings
once again;
feeling subside twice
before noon,
impaled upon its own
memory,
their dawn and
inspiration;
flowers flirt with their
stems and
grasses blow around
while letting
ants walk upon them,
out and about
freely;
we roam yonder
and return,
back to the roots
where we belong
and
in so doing, we
solidify our
unique connection.
27Jun16
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