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Yearning
My heart, mind, and soul
is yearning
but what for?
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And I find this yearning
…in taking a walk
…and old tree
…a wisp of incense smoke
…blueberries
and mushrooms
…the curves of a woman’s body
and a smile
and a smile
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I find this yearning
in the forest
when it’s raining
…a breeze of brown leaves in autumn
…a good poem
and a good cup of tea
and a good meal with good company
…painting quickly
and walking slowly
…lying down to sleep
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What is this yearning then?
seems like it’s a small small thing
…like the blinking of an eye
…like a tiny spark against
the darkness of space
…at the fringe of existence
but it holds a tiny eternity
a small small splinter of
something eternal
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