Day
Day
This symptom of reality
Moves the wind and water,
Yet – its location’s hard to find.
It darts across the landscape
Fine.
It moves in seconds, the sands of
Time.
But its gratitude is hard to
Find.
Love this day for what it isn’t.
Its majesty is in your
Mind.
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