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I am leaves of tea,
Steeping till the water's cold,
Bitterness alone.
summer air shimmers
sheets of melted glass flowing
through caverns of leaves
Norman Crane Jun 4
our marriage was
a double blind study of love
hypothesis disproved for
neither of us
can see the other any more.
Norman Crane Jun 3
pain succumbs to numb
nests decay in the twilight of the fall
ing rain
Norman Crane Jun 2
things pass
in and out of life they pass
do not grasp them
lest in their passing you too shall pass
away from you
becoming a thing also
We are here for  trying,
no matter what
- never stop trying,

We also are here to desire.

If the desire for life is not burning inside your heart
go in the flower fields,
lie down in the green gras
deepen your hands în the black earth,
squeeze its juices, let it drain through your fingers,
meet the sun rising,
let it be your guiding light into the darkened tunnels of the soul,
walk and flow with the waves of the sea,
give a hug to someone, and dream, dream, dream ...


We can try again if we are tempted,
We can help
if help is needed,
We can share
if the heart opens for sharing,
we can try one more time
if we are tempted,

we try over and over again
for reaching up to the sun,
all we do here is trying ...
never give up, life is about trying
The lamp flickers as
sun it rises, shadows scurry
to alleys hidden
A response to " Shadows" by Norman Crane
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