When We Know It’s Real

“When we struggle for words to truly describe the beauty of a peaceful moon;

when were mesmerized by sunset or sunrise, with no verbal way to express;

when joy warms our heart or a breeze flows through us cooling our skin to the touch;

no notions are needed, our body understands: we are one with this time and this place.”

Natural Beauty and Other Poems, p.1

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