ameneurosis- n. the half-forlorn, half-escapist ache of a train whistle calling in the distance at night.
Ashland Woods Morning
Saturday, August 11, 2012
In The Sharing of My Life
the truth is personal
we learn from our experience
the things in life we see
the things in knowledge
that divide our time
the places we go
the spaces we take
how we give & what we make
listening to conversation
the cards of talk we play
of what we want to get across
of what we hear ourselves say
to comprehend, to convey
life is about what we appreciate
in others, others are there
to connect, to reflect
friends, people & loved ones
all make this life
a life of value
a life of introspection
like a reflection of our collection
of communication, information
we are made for each other
compassion is all that is real
in this reality called life
ours, think about that
it's yours & it's mine
our space, our time
the art of talk
the art of listen
thirst to converse
walking abreast
thinking, feeling
zest
the sparkle in my mind
the tone of your voice
in my HEAD
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