A man immersed . . . a working man's poet at best.   A fool to think he is ever at his best.   A man fell short, sometimes frustrated & fretting too.   A willing participant . . . balancing blindfolded sometimes   - just like you.   A man conquered, humbled by his ignorance, and learning from his own experiences.   A man no longer groping for answers or evidence, but living Life.   A huckleberry and a persimmon.   A man grounded, still working on forgiveness; still working on relationships.   A man illuminated in the darkness.   A man now listening to the around surround of Life living, even struggling with itself.   A man inspired.   Just a man, learning to be a poet   - from the heart, from the hip.   A man abundant as a river full of creatures.   A man learning to walk again.   A man liberated.   A man whose smile can be seen afire                                          while waving to you from across the parking lot.        

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