The Depth of Breathing
Half past December the dim light comes
Transfers gray images reflected on the lake
From clouds crowding the sky about to cry
Huddled near by are the strange mountains
Holding scenery together just close by
Calm facilitates a kaleidoscopic morning rite
Maneuvers with blue birds dipping down to take a drink
Makes ripples in the time line they deserve
Thirst works with maturity in harmony with nature
The common observer takes it all in at once
They come to the conclusion that all is well
There is more to be perceived if given more time
To a paradox generated to facilitate the calm
There is no sin in simply breathing
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