In this moment
I Inhale my reality
Captured in the crystal
Of the bubble of a breath
Transient thoughts wander
Down the moving channels
In waves of watered memories
Rays of the hovering sun
Drops of forgotten rain
siphoned from the storm
Flakes of similar snow
floating in silent decent
Swirl in the mental mixing bowl
Eyes closed
The visions full of images lost
Lungs demanding expansion
Lips blow a casual kiss
As I exhale my clarity
Thoughts of a Single Man 2012 tm
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