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I look at myself everyday
in the mirror and then realize
I've been given the most beautiful gift
I could ever ask for - my existence;
my chance of life;
my chance of love.
Cut the talk. Cut the walk.
Cut the music. Cut the reading.

Cut everything for sometime.

        Sit alone, quietly.

Take time to understand life.
Thoughts are our feathers
They lift imagination
Then they blow away
Cherry blossoms
Fleeting moments
Raining grace
With the wind

Singing about
existence
And dying
in acceptance
Impermanence
I planted the seeds
in the garden
it does seem a long while ago
I have forgotten-
this morning the first sprouting
of the roses caught me by surprise
it was sunny, mild were the breezes
blue clouds sailed leisurely
my pet dog barked for some unknown reason
a magical moment
lost in time
I felt the pulse of life
and I was alive
in rapturous wonder
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