Be Present

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It is the warmth of early morning sun,

Sometimes the golden glow of day off,

Mostly sun rising on way to work.

It’s the vibrancy of green grass,

parallel lines, upon the tall

water tower, shimmering.

The sky’s swatches of

dove-gray lavender

velvet with layer

of white cotton.

It is now.

It is real.

Never mind,

power lines

and distractions.

Pay attention:

Be present.

This is life.

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