there on the beach
all the colors of the world
can be found
—all you have to do
is close your eyes
and listen
it matters not
the time of day or year
sounds echoing
colors coming & going
forever staying
in the present
december two thousand twenty-three
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the remedy is closer
than you think
though it seems to pass you by
undetected like an unseen
seductive glance
your god is a jealous one
though you’ve learned to accept that
needlessly questioning
her inconsistent suggestions
it would do you well to consider
the road less traveled
next time you set off on foot
clearing the mind
and patiently engaged
for the answer lies
somewhere in the wind
january two thousand seventeen
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