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perception
there's a bird on the wire
eyeing his world from my vantage point
worlds collide
we see each other through the window of
perception
and reality takes a bow
there is grace in this moment
I pedal uphill and down hill with ecstasy,
crossing thresholds with robin's wings
there is a blade of grass that sings.
I listen to my listening.
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Last few words:
a look out my window before I leave the house...
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Comments
Roscoe Lane
Sat, 2011-07-09 10:59
What a moment,
The only thing i'd change is, take the and out of i pedal uphill and downhill with ectasy, i would have a pause. I pedal uphill, down hill with ectasy. Love Roscoe...
Roscoe Llane,
Religion will rip your faith off, and return
for the mask of disbelief that's left.