collecting moments
untouched by hope or regret,
expanding the present with
relaxed attention to the unexpected
splash, a blue heron reflected in the lake,
a doe alert on the lawn,
a fox runs across the road,
the call of a loon in the middle of the night.
the light on the water,
the sound of the waves.
a sudden wind clears the air.
Zphx
New and collected mind-prints. by Zphx. Following H.D.Thoreau 170 years ago today. Seasons are in me. My moods periodical -- no two days alike.
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