I will halt this shipment!
My fault I be missin.
For this adult who be skippin
but my pareidolia mind has an assault for this mission
and this here image looks like Walt Whitman
How he doesn’t quite “sulk in the distance”
But there he is a frail form
running/walking straight from a hail storm
knocking on my sidewalk trails door
from the gale’s war
he is one with the pareidolia veil at the image’s core.
many a day’s I too have been one with nature
that way
many not so bien days
me having the blues couldn’t say to nature, I’ll see you later.
My hot 10 rays should be thee creator
if only the pot of my mind with tree wood, could cater
to the norms of society, I would never look back and leave in nature my wildman’s sabor
with a conformed sobriety
But for now I’ll just pray to this frail forms deity
soar quietly through the woods with a roar mightily that’s the opposite of piety.
for tired is me!
- AD
- 2-24-24
- 11:20am
Nature Glimpse Whitman I
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