Feeling Great about life-- just bought a Guitar and starting yoga... phew!
Not modernist, positivist, conventional bystander etched in concrete; no cultureless-potato groking squared electrons; nor intellect.
Listen!
Dandelions sing for unsung love: zzing pollinator, melodic adverb, wild painter, patient gardener of possibilities, comical daydreamer; Scherazade spinning yellow-buttered-heart tales.
Indigo-skies split yet disaster is saved.
With both hands open I catch Arcturus f-a-l-l-i-n-g; you laugh swilling tea-cupped constellations; we cart-wheel in fairy rings of rain-washed lavender.
I鈥檝e taken the Celtic vow; found bear scat as irresistible as fragrances I cannot place; cher
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