todays entrance,
a gray flat flannel sky
a bold morning statement
of thoughts from above
unsure of what shape
or colors will shortly follow
soft waters slip by in a
slanted rocky stream,
its corners and pooling
satisfied with the volume
touching mossy banks
here,
surrounded by a sober
stillness, a silence,
saying nothing,
quietly breathing
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Beautiful ❤️
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