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I was Here last year Building on my memories… ‘Remember my old hat and way of walking, talking Playing, and singing the blues…’ ___*___ The lands, these lands How can one not tell a grand story without the Lands The platform of life activity… Oh yes, in deeds Since surrounds play such a wild part. You seldom have a joy-time resting in a swamp Or bouncing on a deck, in a raging storm And who cares for the old aunt on her porch Rambling on at what the neighbor again is doing. No, better to climb an easy hill to see a new Sun rise Or to lay on soft grasses, humming with the birds Bidding the same Sun as it sets... ‘Adios’. Or, wander in a quaking Aspen forest Under cloudless, blue, gentle, breezy skies In the fall, when the changing colors mesmerize As if it’s still spring. Close your Mind and listen... To the Land’s family sharing Listen to the singing. Oh, how life is then eh? Choose it well. __*__ For while you while away your day The cubicle nation holding sway Someone somewhere, is blessing theirs Take a least a little time, blessing your own soul. Acres can be bought and sold As can candy But a thousand year-old redwood to sit by Telling you a strange, ancient story… Or, an ocean shore to walk barefoot, alone on Followed by shore birds just traipsing along With a single sea gull landing, to say… ‘Hey, how’s your day Mind if I follow?’ Days on Nature’s land… priceless. ___*___ Be ye as rich in your life The inner lands you can call your own. Understand what truly profits you as Luggage, to carry along in your heart of hearts Especially, for those times you must travel alone. What is there... then… You can show to your true friends After the vacant memories have all passed And the wise one comes, to ask how you’re truly doing… Especially if he’s your secret friend, with a special name that’s holy. Do you, can you… sing him your true song Will he smile or dance with you, on that land of yours Or look at you in wonder, and cover his ears. Now you are talking about unpacking life’s luggage After all, you can only handle so much. And some things pack in together so much nicer And are harder to break. Learn to wrap the best in comfortable clothes and socks As they all fit nicely, for any travel. And wear that jolly hat well.

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