While Reading in the Park

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Lake steadily feathering
its lashes against wrinkled
gravel and trees quivering
smeared against the porcelain sky.
Glorified to be temporal
like a pontoon launched into
startling depth and significance
while birds ponder the soil.
Good to be temporal
and able to love, and love
is forever overflowing and
breathless as a sunset –

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