as the world turns the fear of falling off is an occasional consideration
brushing off such fears keeps the deck clear for other worries
hurrying toward tomorrow pushes past today -- pointless
for what is the now if there's only the wonder after other?
being in the middle of the tomato the juicy delicate balance
every knife slice occam's razor the measuring changes the picture
that's the principle the wonder the magic creates the meaning
shake it like a -- yes: development is the goal
learning is the now the here the why the hew the cry
grow the tree before cutting it down to finish a to-do list
wishes and fishes and cannonball destruction of marmalade beauty
take a look and energize the scene with attention --
dimensions of depth leaping through the hoops of placid flatland lake-effect glass
trash the ambient apathy
yes there is elsewhere elsewhen
mainly there is now there is this the me the you
to stew is fine but the kind with vegetables
to stir is grand and the hand goes around
ground is for electric safety and explosive growth
wild-eyed weather patterns unplanned and quilting the sky
imagine homesteads and canned gardens hardened by real
feel the hope of knowing how and why and what to do
brushing off the whatif and marveling in the now
the energy of color and geese at the lake
shaking off winter one more time until that final shrug
strong and sure and night breaths deepening to spring
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