To Life

stream of consciousness, reflections on the last 10 years of my life

cool winter breeze fills up my inner cave

   only yesterday i remember it was

      a chamber full of secrets

          today - squirrel running in circles

             checking off and checking in

                a mirror reflecting the spirit within itself

                    reminder learning not to remind

                        of fallen days written on the foreheads

                          of the masks painting themselves

                             with no voluntary intension

                               drum streaming through the power line

                                  stoner watching the earth from the tip

                                           of its mountain with awe

                                                  and reverance

                    to life within each drop and inch

                through smallness inhaling its vastness

              a mother who once chose to temper

           her senses and put strains

         on her consciousness

       to breathe life into that

     fueled by faithful dedication

   love to life in its highest

                 sense

Author's Note

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