Perception

My day has started

This is the path that I walk

I’m walking my dog

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I am showing you

My three foot circle about

I’m still and observe

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Look about my world

You see rocks, sand and gravel

I see heart shaped stones

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Stare at them awhile

Is it perception of light

That makes them so real

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For in the darkness

The observation is slight

Compared to daytime

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Perceived uniquely

An extension of Earth’s Heart

They’re one and the same

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Was it just the light

That made me notice the hearts

Or my point of view

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I’m one with my Earth

Her life, breath, soul and spirit

Tara speaks to me

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Soft whispered breezes

Cross the oaken glade to tell

Me her history

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I pick up a stone

To keep the tale close to me

And put in pocket

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The story is now

A truth to be remembered

It is now concrete

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Place and time intact

Barely altered by weather

It’s fixed in my life

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Twenty-four hours

Another day connected

Light and dark complete

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My tale can be told

It’s back to my computer

I’m texting my notes