Some Time With a Friend
Right from the start,
an image of self emerges—
growing from within—
that whispers who we are.
A lonely sense of being
and of knowing just
what we mean to ourselves.
and to precious others.
And, listening,
we realize that the
nature of existence lies
in the connectedness of things.
And if we remain curious,
we can touch the
fabric of creation that
connects us with the source.
Then go
and spend some
worthwhile time
with a treasured friend.
Copyright © Mark Peterson | Year Posted 2020
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