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Good Buys

poetry from Medium

Some years back, as I remember. (They all seem to meld into one) I remembered a glorious summer. It was chill, kids were wtf, life was…


Some years back, as I remember. (They all seem to meld into one) I remembered a glorious summer. It was chill, kids were wtf, life was good. And my focus was focused on yindyamarra.

I saw. I realised.  I felt, then knew. That all phenomena Arise interdependently.

If a moment can last forever, That’s what happened that summer.

Subsequently, the newest normal encroached  and my sense of the arising waned…

Cortisol days Faster ways First quarter Third quarter Mood boiled Brain toiled The prize recoiled  before we noticed.

So here we are A crew without a ship A team without a ground Familia slowly strangered Soon estranged Yet proud

For now.  We pass.  We move.

On.

On to new whats. On to new whos. New whys …

Goodbyes.