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