Reflections mirroring the atmosphere upon earth, scantily
dressed for such an occasion.
Untoward events casually cruise by, searching for a place
to become in quiet joy.
Listening to silent reveries of life, growing all around,
watching intermittently, not able to see an inch of it.
Wondering at the tenacity of nature, loving it's gentle
warmth with heartfelt pleasure.
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