THE NEW DAY'S BLISS

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JOURNAL #28

it matters not

such clutches

as that of fame

verses obscurity

for it is the notion of flight

that chooses its form

spirit can not be angled for

depth is a journey

best served to the dimmest child

why fear understands its role

and plays it so very well

without any real direction

for its decidedly unneeded

while instinct barters with

each appropriate circumstance

for a more generous time share

only in the present do the shallow

ones thrive

and it was just this evening

I remembered

that tomorrow is the best day of

them all

for it is the day that nobody has quite

yet touched

and that makes its outline all the more

sweeter to be sought..........

(written Aug. 13, 2003 10pm)










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