SLOW CIRCLES OF NATURE
She loves clean; the glass pane
Painting a view of tall trees with leaves swaying with birdie homes
Running through hilltops where most stories are told
Asking for directions;
But reaching back to where she started like the back & forth of memories.
She who speaks to trees & soaks the first light is the poetry of our day-to-day lives;
Alas, the nature of life, slow circles of nature.
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