Walking through pathways, being one with nature, going
into its solitude, finding peace wrapping its blanket
around this poet.
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Margins of error need to be erased, especially in
medical terminology when it comes to cancer or
some other serious illness.
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Living in an expectant world, always wondering what's
going to come about, existence being transcendental at
times.
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Wandering in a stillness of purpose that as yet is
unexplainable, because of test results not yet given.
Saundering through dimly-lit pathways, anticipating
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Waltzing in and out of scenarios, not grasping any of
them, just watching as they appear in ghost-like images.
Sauntering through intellect, watching as this mind con-
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Watching nurses and doctors walking back and forth,
taking care of other patients here in the E.R., a
sterile environment for sure.
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Exercising this mind intellectually while writing prose
and listening to music and its rhythms, untangling the
stress from turmoil going on while waiting.
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Watching and wondering if we'll ever know answers to
mysteries of life, if so, when will we know.
Enlightenment needing to travel to every neuron and
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Listening to music, feet tapping, heart beating in time
to rhythms as they coast along on tides of intellect,
bringing spirits up to levels beyond comprehension.
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Watching writing on the wall as it's being written
interiorly on photographic screens that never stop,
just always moving forward in time.
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