yesterday I lost it
nothing much, only ego
can't find it anymore
Sunday, November 10, 2013
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Nearing Autumn's end –
Inconsequential bushes light up,
as though God himself were talking right through them.
Life's last exquisite burst of understanding before winter's slumber.
I suppose I'm in the Autumn of my years.
My awareness at its height,
listening for God to speak to me – as though through a burning bush.
Have you checked under the couch cushion?
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