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She Cannot Be Rushed
I stare at dusk-tinged mountains to the east, anticipating joyously the rise of an old friend not pressured in the least to meet my frantic schedule, I surmise. I cannot rush the moon, although I reckon that if I could, I would request she hurried. Though "miles to go before I sleep" do beckon, the Empress of the night sky moves unworried. Some obligations elsewhere do await my undivided interest to be theirs. But if I linger for her, I'll be late provoking shaking heads and unkind stares. My heart of hearts desires to be unbound from shackles of these deadlines and constraints; to bathe in yellow radiance full and round and gaze in peace at this still life she paints. Debating thus, she crowns over yon mountains; entranced under her beauty, I stand hushed. Her rays are elegant, florescent fountains - I'm thankful that the moon cannot be rushed. Written May 2016
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