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Sep 2014
re-occurring sweeping wind
as change circumvents habit
allowing growth
mighty morphing
power
ragged tatters flatter passersby
flowing robes of the enlightened
need not bear recognizable symbols
only touch unrecognizable parts of others
leaving them in a state of disillusion
but with an open mind –
I am
words stronger never written
uttered in the quiet darkness
I am free
from shooting drugs
smoking cigarettes
living a lie
I am part of the universe
created and creative
born of and birthed back
positive and negatively charged
balance and peace
through
acceptance and faith
inevitable change sprinkled with divine guidance
you can be too –
one poet's trash.......
Sam Temple
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Sam Temple  Oregon
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