patterns


Hug, be slow to anger.
A bird’s song breaks the night.
Kiss the morning dew.

Applause puffs up.
God’s smile inexhaustible.
Blue earth rolling on.

What was, is now what is.
Plaids are the new stripes.
She wears the past well.

I see the earth as green.
Earth’s true color?
I hear it wants to be set free.

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