All is well
Inside
While the wild plays
Building a way
To the beginning
Sitting for a moment
Outside this body
Looking for it
Seeing moments
A lost love
Finding its way back
Boomerang through the shelters
Searching
Hand in the sky
Home
Waiting for the return
Sending messages to the beginning
It will arrive
With a knock on the entrance
No words uttered
Without a need to say
Simple enough to feel
The way through
Segments
Time in the middle
Imagining
Displaying for awhile
To absorb the collective
Learning witness
Practicing a kindness
As a faith
Deepening soil
Going further in
Finding the way
Out
Hazy Acres 
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