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| Joseph Walsh, Magnus Celestii 2014 |
The wind blowing.
The autumn light
getting tinged with red and yellow.
Clean clothes.
Slowly,
slowly,
one by one
I fold and put them down
with mindless mind.
The clothes being laid tenderly.
A gentle smile.
Keep
things we need only.
Let go
of everything
we don’t need.
It is there.
Peacefulness.
It is there.
Things more precious than what we
want.
