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(“Anagogical Moments Merit Badge”, 2011, original oil) In A World of Our Own Making Everywhere I look I see what I see Through a lens of my own making A composite fly-eye’s view Of everything I have ever seen, Heard, touched, felt and known A world of my own making in constant flux. Everything is thus a filtered projection To a kaleidoscopic mind And yet the coming to realization Of the light within and behind the projector Is a process of reminder and recollection An undoing of an unknowing at our core. Even the hardest rock or highest peak Eventually falls apart and washes to the sea But eventually is too long for me In my rush to have it all now; The taste of alpha and omega And all points in between. But then the nectar of the flower here And now reaching up through the crack In the sidewalk of my concretizing mind Is as sweet as that of any Wild and free blossom That I will never see or know…. (7/1/25)

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