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POINTS OF  VIEW

Took kids for fresh air to zoo and laughed  -  are we or they behind bars?
Monkeys studying a parade of human specimens for their amusement:
Point of view was a novelty for kids  -
Their cage locks were  welded tight.
               Stone walls and iron bars do a prison make 
If our minds are  the rigid stone and bars.
Can monkeys fly? Do fish walk? 
Perhaps,  I said.   The kids laughed and then  took photos
Everyone  laughed and denied their own photo  - That’s not me!  
Of course it’s not. A two-dimension static image of a three-dimension dynamic person.
The camera makes monkeys out of us.    
               Cameras always lie...as a quoted scripture exerpt mayseem toprove anything.
You can’t expect to understand  a stream from a single stone pebble; 
You’ve got to see  the whole flow and ebb for a truer picture.
Let go of expectations.  Expect nothing.  But always hope for everything.
We stopped at the ice-cream vendor.
An  optimistic realist expects nothing and is never disappointed -
                Expect nothing.     Not even the unexpected.
Your mind full of stones  will always bar progress of spirit.
Be empty of preconceived notions. New  viewpoints  are essential.  
With no fresh air, no winged ideas, no wind of change, comes
Mildewed destruction of your  spirit’s  health. Poison to your system. 
Be the deep-flowing  fresh stream,  washing limitless pebbles :
And if you get out of your depth, kids,  then 
                Don’t  fail to  come crying to me.

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Written 1  July  2013   for Debbie Guzzi’s contest  REFERENTIAL

Exerpts used are from   CLOSER     by  Chris Aechtner

“caged snapshots of mildewed expectations,....on wings of letting go..”
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