a distinctive call . brings the wilderness, cutting . through the city noise
a pattern hidden . is often only revealed . in shadows it casts
the flower matters . no matter what form it takes . it creates matter
even when cloudy sunshine may be required so we make our own
birds will navigate a tangle of tree branches by looking through them
when the lake is calm . the duck is still paddling . never complacent
not sure what comes next . the cat keeps a wary eye . on human actions
between earth and sky . there is balance, existing . precariously
like a clepsydra . or the flow of ocean tides . liquids still tell time
in a sea of red . tulips, it is dangerous . to be different
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