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as above is as below
we are all here …
…in-between…
our first breath
and the “in due time” of our departing…
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and there are reasons to remember these in-between days of our living
for life as a biography of new beginnings here and there
and on the other side of what we know continues human life
…human life is sung of here as a symphony of organic life
planted in this garden life…once without weeds (it was said)
now a little more than overgrown
yet the potential for a weedless life reseeds the seasons and the reasons for living life
year after year after year…
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and the humors of spirit life sound out as is their nature
in yearly gardening songs connecting symphonic human nature
to some other nature which pulls with forces that help things grow
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…and then asks at the ripening of these forming forms
what is it that begins in time and grows until it knows…that in
planting
(a reason for living) again and again and again…
humans and their nature (continually searching)
show themselves to be the same in their creating
…and connecting an art of living …and dying
to unmeasured rhythms always changing…
…and always returning too
the never ending
that we all are
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