ARC AND PRESENCE

Some days I do not go out

The golden light beyond the barred windows

 

finds its way to the walls

within

 

to remind me to look

more deeply

 

On rising, with aspiration

Much later, with appreciation

 

The rhythm of days without expectation

A suffused longing

 

seeded

with fulfillment

 

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