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listening to the sky
on another day not here
Gore cove Track Series
how it comes down to us
my old sky
just where the sun is
caching me up
breathe the glisten in
crisp crystal
steps along
in a sun mottle
leaf strew
creek run under
just at the pace of the present
mind where
stumbling back to balance
place performs arrival
an excellence of taking care
noting what’s now and then
here
how it’s beautiful to be home
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