Random Thoughts In A Moment Of Meditation

Sunny and calm,this March day, i sit on a high rock with an eagle eye cast over the small town, that lies flat, down below,, and  within my sight, drowned in a white noise of day-to-day life    
     
At times, rises a deaf scream, a yell; a klaxon that tear the tiny town into pieces. like a chained harmony of tunes;when a random dissonance hits Beethoven's sensible ear, turning him to a beast !!!.And,when sllence is dead and the clam is peacefully flat laid, a high pitched shriek grabs my view, from which a series of chained sounds trigger a range of a nostalgic vocabulary dating back to olden times...    
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But, the moment is devine and the weather is meek, with grasshoppers and twitter, and butterflies all aroud, in a jocund dance and vernal trance; that enhances my carpe diem poetry. And yet, the town is still without thrill, spills, a narcotic oblivion day, before a spell where meat and drink and carnal treat will be postponed for times........    
     
Between mountain and hills, the pine forest and the river dubbed dogs' river, there is as much dust and water that i can see and hold, and transfuse into a  
word that heals the aching soul.........  
 
 
 
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