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Look at the lilies
drawing hummers. Look at the irises gathering bees. Look at the roses shading ladybugs. Let us lie down in the scented, buzzy air. Beyond are the trees, the oceans, the mountains. Let us all be one. (c) 2019 Larry Kilham Every snowflake is unique
they say. I found you in a sea of flakes. You are unique and beautiful and we float together in a dream. (c) 2018 Larry Kilham Comfort is the old and familiar
bridging heaven and earth. Comfort is shade and ripe apples, pastel patterns and companions dozing. Here are the old apple trees as the generations of the dead with knurled limbs reaching, trying to tell us something. We look for tender bud newborns - the fruit of those we know - or dead brown in Fall's frost with a new cycle in the offing. The cosmos accommodates these episodes in time - from here we know not how - and there's rebirth in the Spring. (c) 2018 Larry Kilham |
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