And
I thought....
Life listens to itself
Life speaks to itself
Out in the open
Loud and clear
Here and there
Far and near
Sometimes I feel
Like my dog
When he chases his tail
Sometimes life is
Such a joy
When it all goes clear
How can we fail
Celebrate the day
Look upon the newly fallen snow
There is no seen and seer
When in one we know
Dance..
Dance..
Dance like the wind
Dance..
Dance..
Dance with the wind
As it is in the beginning
So shall it be
In the end
I heard my dogs
Bark this morning
And I realized
I visualized
It all conceptualized
Into we are all
Each others ears nose and eyes
And I smiled
Because there's no cool
Ending..
For this poem
But so what
Neils..
11:48 am
01/06/2014
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transcribed this morning
10:17 am
01/07/2014
N......again
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