Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Walking Around

At times as my feet

are moving themselves on

unrolling sidewalk, a church bell sounds

over the long exhaust noise

while light lies gently around

and thoughts rise in my mind

as only thoughts and I

don't even think them.

Shrubbery and houses twist and scrawl

and edgeless life pulses

and flows itself.

At times it is morning;

I am walking inside myself

as this bright flowing of life,

and the sky is clear blue

and the trees only click their leaves faintly

and the autumn chill lights through everywhere

and leaf colors joyously paint themselves multicolored,

and small birds peep from a cropped tree

in perfect wonder.

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