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The Quantum Poet...
Our bodies borrowed from the Universe
A billion years old
Yet renewing every moment.
What will history say when your story is told?
Sunday 5th January 2020 9:59 am
Finding Himself in Nature
Deep in the heart of the forest
He lingers a moment to rest
He knows well his destination
Two hours meander his estimation
Finding the oldest tree of all, he hesitates
Sat, leant against the trunk he meditates
High within the mountain peaks
Within himself answers he seeks
All the world below somewhere
Quietly he finds his spot up there
Sheltered by cairn, thought...
Thursday 26th December 2019 8:17 pm
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