The Treasure
Orderly directionRounded corners
Braided ropes...
Cut to order
Made of those unwanted thoughts and deeds of other hobbies
My attention
glows upon the rain of weather
that I can't control
Enjoying beauty at it's finest...
Natural
Beneath the leaves I find a buried treasure
Open up and have my findings all around me
and within this peaceful eye of many storms.
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