Feels like whenever I have an urge....

feels like whenever I have an urge to write in the format presented, I rise-- like a red wing blackbird, take residence on the nearest telephone pole, have perspective when viewing the ancient whooshing harbor...... seems to be either luck, or I have burned off enough old karma to see: a shimmer spit shine in this little world of mine, and of yours--supine.... both on fire, and flooded with unending cascades of purposeful mind..... writing lines on wings: painted red to be seen, and intent to be gently heard-- by those who pass by on this rainy warm morning-- made more peaceful by such a humble bird

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