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Self-awareness

Both eyes open -  
a jay flew from the apple tree this morning,
a squirrel had his paws on the window by noon.  
It feels like my shoes are on the wrong feet.  
 
An odd day  
to be successful, rain and gloom and yet
a sense of pride I hadn't known before,  
confirmation perhaps, power moreso.  
 
Life is moving on.
Days of watching jays and squirrels set to be plentiful,  
days of doubt and spite to be turned into the soil, giving energy to seeds in death.  
 
Here both eyes are open -
there is only love.
Written by ImperfectedStone (The Gardener)
Published | Edited 27th Oct 2019
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