sacrament of thanks this day
to both who have been lifted
whom I loved carefully
in each given moment
one is careful with angels
reputed to be difficult
one brushes wings in hope
of the osmotic capture
and if this is ever so
then it is ever so
the surface of the skin
and footfall
my sense of hearing
captures all the sense
in one flicker of sight
encompassing mistakes all mine
sparing many selves of my mistakes
attracting new competitors
who will inspire me then
each day will be a better day
only in part alone from
those who left without
announcement as does everyone
focused and hurrying
what happens is the sharing
of intention as the body
tackles past minus pure
recollection of the reasons
pure
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