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Thursday, February 28, 2013

Precious Moments.

Sitting in a strawberry field I can not fathom the way the fruits smell on the apple trees,
and as the birds swarm to pollenate the frosted branches,
They forget where they are and do not hesitate to drop down dead after a life of wrong doing,
And in this place, where the roses, and daffodils wilt, we can not understand,
We believe in this area of closure because the sunlight ponders delicately,
When the whistle blows and there is no place to chase the afternoon sun,
Where a field of grain just goes on into the night where it bends in an undeniable wind,
Go forth and believe what you see in the mist of the morning, when the dew begins to fall to pieces,
On a summer dawn when the places just breathe sunlight on drying old fountains of puddles of water,
Where the simplicity of a woman's touch brings closure in the eyes of the man's woes,
And in the frosted barrenness of the calamity we call our lives,
We can create sunlight through the slits in our mind as the light pressed out of our weary eyes,
When the calm presence of loving ladies can make the gentlemen grin from ear to ear with naughty thoughts,
But with good intentions the little boys just try their best to believe in the honesty of the world,
When the cooling hands of a tom cat, and the barking breath of a slobbery canine bring together a chaotic chain,
Of just misunderstood diagnosis, when the sickness eats away the bones of the bonafide simplicity of canned meats,
The sardines will swim again in heavenly waters, and then when the fruit fields with seeds on outside,
Take back the cautious wind,
Here is the final frontier of space travel, when we finally look down on our little blue planet and sigh and nod and say that yes,
Yes we should have done more to preserve its placid nature, instead of allowing the lions to feast on the flesh of all things,
Where we just prosper with riches, from the love that we shared, and those that did not have it stole from the others,
But we can still try, and not dwell on the wrong doings, just take a moment, catch your breath, and do as they say,
And nod lightly,
And nod cooly,
And be so happy you are alive.

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