an unexpected journey, we all
have to take sooner or later;
still, we are fortunate to have
been inside at all... feeling:
our way around
feeling each other
feeling the days flash by
with the flow of it all;
tables turn and we slide...
paths curve and we ride...
ever so gently flies by with
not even a nudge or two,
until we see first hand, it all
clearly has been left behind;
a canvas of acceptance lies
against the corner of a wall
in an upstairs office in which
retreats were taken and lives
rationalized by the hasty,
wastefulness of our lives;
no sun today, either just a blue
sky of light so maybe I will
watch for it again tomorrow.
19Sept16
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