Simply... Me
Long lazy shadowsFading gently to black
To close an easy day
Where neither tragedy
Nor triumph intruded
On my quiet sense of
Being
Where mere existence was
The process and the goal
Achieved by simply
Being elementally me
Unmarred by news or world
Affaires or even hints
Of odium from elsewhere
Beyond my garden chair
Tomorrow will reveal itself
Without my preparation
Tonight I am at rest
Poetry by josephus
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Written on 2015-09-21 at 03:11
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