Where the Waters Meet ~ Philip Brent Harris

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One bunny, two bunny; white tails vanish
into the lush undergrowth along the trail.
One eats boldly, now a hundred feet away.
Sounds of quail behind; I spot a scrub jay.

Sit by a different path with different trees.
Know an owl lives in a palm tree nearby.
Stood beside a brave raven and congress
although my wife thinks it’s but a murder.

A raven’s shouting behind me as another
sends an answer from a tree farther away.
Patterns differ, length, number, but I don’t
speak any raven; how my mind wanders.

Nature fills me, held in a loving embrace,
Keeps me whole when I’d fly into pieces.
A part of the world, away from madness.
Each of us crazy in our own special way.

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People Over Politics, World Over Wealth!

Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength,

Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment

Unite the World!

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Where the Waters Meet ~ Philip Brent Harris