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Looking Out My Window
looking out the window
not looking at the screen
flowers, trees and evening light
with mountains in the scene
looking to the hillsides
imagining beyond
in the forest just behind
here where I belong
where trees are everpresent
in this sacred land
calmly facing anything
peacefully they stand
on the sides of mountains
on the sides of hills
and outside my window
as evening sunlight fills
every knock and cranny
flirting with the shade
a late summer evening
I cannot evade
while looking out my window
immersing in the scene
of other living beings -
not looking at a screen..
not looking at the screen
flowers, trees and evening light
with mountains in the scene
looking to the hillsides
imagining beyond
in the forest just behind
here where I belong
where trees are everpresent
in this sacred land
calmly facing anything
peacefully they stand
on the sides of mountains
on the sides of hills
and outside my window
as evening sunlight fills
every knock and cranny
flirting with the shade
a late summer evening
I cannot evade
while looking out my window
immersing in the scene
of other living beings -
not looking at a screen..
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