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To be a cloud-watcher

Sometimes I think I want to be like a sage,

a cloud-watcher,

a dog sitting by the bay—

a thing content to not partake;

Like a lazy fisherman untroubled by the day

a lizard bathing in the world’s ways

simple enough,

astute enough, 

to never watch,

but, only see;

to just be 

but, never really live.

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Today sparrows

Who can call you home?

It’s never your life after that.

Sparrows come and go

leaving someone new

beating your heart out.  

Photo by Mark Fowler

Photo by Mark Fowler

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