Monday, April 9, 2012

After a long bath, as I fell asleep, a multitude of vignettes cascading upon me: the pine shaded view from the rocks, salted tomatoes sunshine in the mouth, tall butter colored grass nesting tired bodies, thirst quenching greens on parched grays and browns, and always the hawks circumambulating from above, catching the sun in their wings. The list could go on, all so vivid, each detail taken in with absolute presence.

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