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komorebi
a ceasing forenoon, a shaded recline,
a crystalline stare into a lush canopy
and its numerous branching understories
such a subtle embrace with the earth,
such immense space between you and the speckled barrier
through which the sky beyond permeates
every breath of breeze washes over you,
grazing your skin, kissing your lips,
running its whispy fingers through your hair
you notice your mind arrive in your head,
back from a realm high above
populous with green, yellow, and tinges of blue
a moment of conscious affection,
interrupted only by another spiriting draft,
and once again you drift...
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