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Monday, April 17, 2017

and the beat goes on


Tastes like water.
Smells like water.
Feels like water.
Must be a mirage.

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We’re not all brave souls.
Some are the audience
when the brave take their bow.

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I’ll have two
of whatever she’s having.
If it’s good,
maybe one more.

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I see you,
I love you,
and I support you
in your magnificence

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Sometime I forget
who I am.
Fortunately,
Spirit remembers.

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It is not that guilt
is bad or good.
It’s that it simply
does not work.

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It seems to me that
life usually turns out
as it is meant to.

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I am no longer
making a living.
I am, though,
making a life.

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I won’t run or dance,
but my heart sings when you’re near.
Nature loves lovers.

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Winter’s fire is banked,
air dancing above cold coals.
At peace now in spring.

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For the peace
I crave in life,
I need only myself
to be present.

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Washboard abs are okay,
but have you ever tried
jelly-filled donuts?

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I ask if this is
my opinion or
one implanted by others.

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I am still
cultivating happiness
for my life.
There’s more to do.

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When I bury my mind
and expose my heart,
you’ll see my body move.

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It seems to me that
life usually turns out
as it is meant to.

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Encouragement and praise
lift me up higher than
competition does.

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Am I choosing my path,
or is the path choosing me?
I don’t yet know.

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I wonder what it’s like when I meditate.
Clouds slowly drifting by.

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Clinging to even
just one “truth”
makes it hard to hear 
anything new.

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With alcohol,
It always seems to me,
two is not
better than one.



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