The falling rain was cold today.
I saw clouds race over the horizon.
What matters to me is hard to explain.
I value friends and people who care.
Last night I was tired again.
I began to sleep once the lights went out.
Nothing bothered me and I have no regrets.
My responsibilities are not a burden.
I live in the shadow of beautiful mountain.
I walk humbly on this sacred planet.
W. Wayne B.
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Original image: Sacred Pools. By Tyler Sichelski [Image license]