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today is not a day for rumination
     cows are ruminants
contemplating the subtleties of grass
nor is it a diary where Whitmanesque
observations are woven into truth

this is just an exercise of thought
as the bright sun fades to rain
feeding the all the stubborn
imperfections of suburban lawns
while, when I am green,
I am moved toward some
semi-sanitary pit to lose it all

and wet and clammy, mewling
	start again

today is just a day for ruination
squarely in the camp of nihilists
my life a metaphor for all the
other systems woven round
	the earth
a toilet bowl of tempests & chaos

     how short sighted are all 
the porcelain views
the personal is never universal
     nor 'uni' anything

variety is woven through the strands
of everything from DNA to history

why is there only male and female
when no two snowflakes are alike

the rainbow has more colours
than the eye can see
and all of them are beautiful
and everyone has room
within the spectrum
of a fecund life - my life your life
	our lives

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Beata Agustin

Date: 4/24/2024 12:32:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.