3 poems - a fine day indeed

Christian Schloe
i have a large cardboard boxÂ
and inside this box is the maker of all the fieldsÂ
and also in there is the maker of the the makerÂ
and the maker of that makerÂ
and so on a million times overÂ
also in this box is a lot of nothingÂ
A lot of emptiness
life is grand isn’t itÂ
like a birthday partyÂ
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a wind from the northÂ
stout and warmÂ
does the same thing to hairÂ
that it does to the treetopsÂ
the sky touches my headÂ
and the earth touches my feetÂ
and here i amÂ
a human being alive in this worldÂ
a fine day indeed
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a small city surrounded by farmland Â
we could meet on those fertile fields if you like Â
at midnight under the moon Â
at noon under the sun Â
you wear your mask and i’ll wear mine Â
see how evenly the rows have been plowed Â
see how the deep sky covers all Â
friends standing together on the rich earth Â
james lee jobe

My life and yours are the unfolding realization of total aloneness and total intimacy. The self is completely autonomous yet exists only in resonance with all other selves.
Robert AitkenÂ
The real miracle is not to fly or walk on fire. The real miracle is to walk on the Earth, and you can perform that miracle at any time. Just bring your mind home to your body, become alive, and perform the miracle of walking on Earth.
Thich Nhat Hanh

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