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March is a confused time of both Winter and Spring,
at least where I live. All four seasons may show off,
anytime or any place we look. Only if we pay attention.
How did I arrive here and now? I acted as a child, full
of hope imagination. Oblivious to subtleties around me.
Always asking questions seeking answers to bigger and
bigger questions. Always, even when I was very young.
And still, I wish to know what matters, to be a vessel
to fill and to pour out, Wisdom beyond my ken, filtered
through my heart, mind, being until complete. Although,
greatly weakened. as if I am full of cracks that bleed
light. Which says more than I may know or understand.
Not a mixed metaphor, confusion, but truth. How light
and love fill our veins. If we are lucky, we may bleed.
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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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Philip Brent Harris Fine Art, Digital Art and Photography

Circle of Life, Too ~ Philip Brent Harris