Walking in a blizzard

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Somewhere in the middle of passive thoughts

“Why are you a vegetarian?” He asked.

“I don’t like the thought of animals suffering” I responded.

“But animals were created by god to service us” he said softly.

And we ate our meals silently, somewhere in the middle of passive thoughts.

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That marbled pathway

Who are we but bright flames that wane?
Flesh alive and so here now, but can step away from these frames
Far away the evening fragrance lingers
Seeping into deeper woods
Feeling is like morning weather
With windchimes and little bells
Rolling misty haze, kissing our feets
Atop the marbled pathway
Of a holy treasure

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