Like poetry
like a place in a dream,
Woodstock revisited.
Days of peace, love, music, meaning.
As close as one's own heartbeat,
more remote than the mountains of the moon.
Rain dance, rainfall
alights more gently than a whisper,
Louder than the thunder:
Mud city/
Barefoot Nation/
state of Mind
--- sound of one hand clapping ---
state of grace
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