(painting by Libby Caldwell)
( http://www.libbycaldwell.com/index.html )
( http://www.libbycaldwell.com/index.html )
- Sometimes I reach a place
where I don't know what
hour it is, let alone the day.
It is a blissful place,
a place of ocean calm
with waves of electric smiles
and fires of warm chills.
It is a place poised
at the crossroads of choice
where myriad arches beckon
and a decision must be made.
There is one way
where no foot trods,
there by the river
sitting on the ground.
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