was it stashed by an enterprising animal or did it land there
whether on purpose or purely by accident a pattern exists
in a culture that glorifies action, it’s hard to quietly wait
there is that moment when you learn that what you see isn’t really there
the scene before me is not just what i can see it’s what i can feel
there will always be another door to walk through but first you must knock
by looking today we may not at first notice what was used to be
with our routes pre planned we no longer stop and think, “wonder where that goes?”
when you can see the beginning, you realize that there is no end
whether it’s working or not, the one that we see is the oddity
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