every city . has a physical reason . it is where it is
every story . told, is an attempt to sway . another’s thinking
finding a new lake . the heron steps carefully . testing the waters
forms are created . and built to fill a function . that might not be seen
in a lush forest . it is the barren pine tree . that gets the spotlight
the simple pleasures . delayed by obligations . become luxuries
there will be a time . after the rainstorm passes . when the sky is calm
nothing can reflect . perfectly; the self defends . what it thinks it knows
as each day begins . the morning glories stand watch . observing the world
the balloons remain . from a party forgotten . slowly deflating
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