these things…<\/p>\n
these things as life renews itself with fresh opportunities to embrace…
\nlike a sunrise climbing above a horizon to reinvigorate a commonplace…
\nor a tiny root’s stem bursting up through the earth to feel an open space…
\nor a bird perched behind its whistling pipe for nature’s choir to showcase…<\/p>\n
cascading streams cool a creek’s mossy rocks on a heat wave’s afternoon…
\nfirst glances at a morning sky then furtherly delighted by its early moon…
\ndaily chores all done before they’ve begun while humming a happy tune…
\nbeing outside of time to suddenly find how those hours flew by so soon…<\/p>\n
a woolly bear crawls across barren cement towards a fertile meal of grass…
\na tree’s northern leaves arrayed in red as its southern greens stay steadfast…
\ndaddy longlegs hauls unborn eggs in her jaw still waiting for days to pass…
\ncandles draw outlines of ideas around a canvas where shadows were cast…<\/p>\n
hills serve as built-in visors safeguarding vision from sunset’s harsh light…
\na mind might unwind from its daytime with a wake-up call late at night…
\nrainfall will raise the water level when it lowers that river banks’ height…
\nmidway could lose its location if it moves too close to the left or the right…<\/p>\n
under the pines a time-treasured bond forms with an old polished stone…
\nthose occasions where eternity revisits its ties long after they’ve left home…
\na small stalk of petals blooms like the spring among winter’s colder zone…
\ntoo many diversions can keep one from discerning life’s universal tones…<\/p>\n
a flock of flyers embroiders the sky through their air soaring ballet wings…
\ncorn tassels sway in playfulness weaving a cheek to cheek country swing…
\ngates between areas of existence seem to swirl in creation’s twirling rings…
\na critique might ignore the gist of it all or overlook any insight it brings…<\/p>\n
tussles of snow hold the frosty track of a calf’s hoofprints loose on the run…
\nzooming into a cloud while floating around fills a pool of summertime fun…
\na repetitive phrase might cope with lame words if its workload is overdone…
\nif everyone agreed to their own fair piece there’d be plenty here for anyone…<\/p>\n
how often a downpour into a drainpipe can trigger a funneling tailspin…
\na sun’s final rays flee under twilight letting a night’s hollow dome slip in…
\nthanks to that calendar on a wall no days need to wear their name tag pin…
\ntrying to paste a straight face at times could pull a stiff lip into easier grins…<\/p>\n
those churning swooshes of endless surf as their tumbles roll onto a beach…
\nout over that ocean then into infinity where man-made clout won’t reach…
\nunlimited lessons to learn from life by the interconnections they can teach…
\nlike a surplus and a scarcity discovering ways that may even it up for each…<\/p>\n
lingering whispers rekindle a flame when a hair-raising ghost tale’s retold…
\na squirrel dodges a fox’s meat-thirsty grip in a dash so miraculously bold…
\nan outdoor silence profoundly reveals those voices a noise can withhold…
\nscenes that may lead one to being swept up into life’s intermingling folds…<\/p>\n
a bird’s-eye view turns an old wingless nest into a mountaintop’s lookout…
\na bee rubs dusty pollen around nurturing a seed’s future breeding ground…
\nfootsteps off of a beaten path leave imprints to share of their whereabouts…
\nremnants of a storm still mimic sounds that recite its recent history aloud…<\/p>\n
city signs lean against storefronts next to high rises that balance on walls…
\nvintage lamps lining hedges and lawns walk along to a town’s public hall…
\na village’s three little businesses work in their own mini makeshift mall…
\na junction’s better corner feeds kids while a bigger one lets them play ball…<\/p>\n
what starts as an ordeal of misfortune could end as a blessing in disguise…
\nawareness might see any basis more clearly by focusing deep inner eyes…
\nsometimes the mind will begin its endeavors with a stretching exercise…
\nfor one to live in peace with others takes most to meet some compromise…<\/p>\n
road travel unveils its window panels for those landscapes riding along…
\na messenger pigeon flies back to its loft in a sense of direction so strong…
\nenthusiasm remains so readily contagious that many’ll catch it from a song…
\nimagination still seems to know enough to save a bit before it’s all gone…<\/p>\n
who ever knew how this verse might turn out or the words it may say today…
\na line can journey most everywhere with all kinds of experiences to convey…
\nchances could form all alone on their own right here now or near anyplace…
\nthese things as life renews itself through fresh opportunities to embrace!… <\/p>\n
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