Full Service - April 25, 2024

Gary Hunter
Apr 25, 2024
1 min read

two suns this morning

one rippling in the pool

one blazing in a warm sky

citrus blossoms mix in a breeze

that sifts through my arm’s hair

birds are quiet as I lay back

life offers these moments

when most of its motors

slow to an idle or stop

and in the listening quiet

my soul’s tank slowly fills

with a sweet peace

close your eyes

and wait till it stops

or keep them open

if you want to figure out

who’s pumping

today’s silence

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