Saturday, June 27, 2015

In the Present Moment


I try to breathe.


And ...I try to breathe.


I stare at my old thesis work.
(now crunched and wedged between the house and a bush)


I notice that the wire I've allowed to rust 
simulates the wood pile.


I take a closer look.


I see that the moon needs dusting...


and wonder what those markings symbolize on that bell.


I get distracted thinking that once I thought
I understood...


but realize I may never fully comprehend.


I attempt to be...


back in the moment.


and breathe.


(and create)

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(while listening to this)...