Monday, April 14, 2014



a million moments had to happen just so,
a thousand planets align,
to make this one pinscratch on the road
in this exact place,
at this precise moment in time

how can that awareness fill my mind 
with anything less than profound peace,
and letting go
and come-what-may trust

why now do I feel I need to protect 
and guard and preserve
the pinscratch....

why can I not lie on my back
a pinscratch on this road myself
arms outstretched,
breathing deep,
laughing out loud
into the sky...


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