Old age doesn't exist for all
Because many claim its presence;
I submit that living goes on
Through many-hued firmaments.
A shade of love lives here
And over there, a victory, I deem –
Patience caught them in her lair
And surprise – she frolics in between
For one might, on some fateful day –
Pluck a strange flower
And on another, move a rock away
And something wonderful – uncover.
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City lights, city lights –
Look at all the city lights!
Some are red, some are blue –
Some light up a roof –
Such are our summer nights.
A therapeutic wind blows
As I dare to look below
At the freeway steadily
Moving as an artery
By the bright headlight glow.
From such a great height
In the lateness of the night –
A thrill to young hearts
The scene before us imparts.
What wondrous city lights!
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Sweat is the other garment
You wear in the desert
When the only water is in the cactus
And all but the flies are inert
But a cool layer of sweat
Is a hiker's proof of award
For taking a thin trail
And in curiosity, moving forward.
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It was hefted upon a breeze -
As in a warm, flowing current
Through a sea of palo verdes -
To search for an embankment.
That seed of promise -
An implicit aster -
Was sent to broken gneiss
To become one with nature -
A golden bloom to come
To an expectant glen -
Not knowing how it found home
Except that it did.
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The treetop glimmers outside my window
As light, dancing upon the leaves –
