Looking to the many reflections of life's mirrors,
watching and sending torrents of experiences to
and fro from yesterday into today.
Taking time to listen to rhythms, learning from an
innate nature that captures every detail as I walk
down many avenues of this life.
Alone, but being taken with joy into my surroundings
and environment, taking chances, stepping to staccato
beats of an inner spirit.
Waiting in a bluened atmosphere, being subjected to
nothing, totally free and independent, no limits nor
boundaries to fence me in.
Mind opened fully to the world, designs and patterns,
participating in thought processes completely equipped
through intellect.
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