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Wednesday, February 08, 2006

clarity

in the stillness of the hour before dawn,
hangs tentatively in the air
like a plump dewdrop about to fall to the ground
no wind ... no voices ... silence ...
no roaring gasoline-powered engines ...
just the sound of us -
6 feet crunching snow with each step
silence ... stillness ...
clarity lives in these moments
i breath it in
i want to feel clarity
all the way
to the very depths of my lungs
it fills me and envelopes me all at once
clarity -
of my thoughts, desires, feelings
i am ... i feel ... it’s clear ...
in this moment, its clear
... and ...
i want to savour it

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