To be shaken
loose is a gentler
Way of
breaking open,
The black
box of a mind
Retrieved,
studied, opened
Without the
tragedy of crash.
Gifts we
give each other,
Often without
knowing,
Make music
which can change
Our lives,
adding notes
Which weave
between trees
blending in,
light scattering
among leaves
In bursts of
refreshment –
No storm,
simply astonishing miraculous
change.
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