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Seven days!!! And not a ray of Sun,
What all I had did not matter. Every ounce of me longed for one ray of  it.
And now, when it finally brightens the sky,
my heart skips a beat.
It hurts to see all the snow fall off the leaves.

How can I have both? How can I have it all?
Yet it seems only that will make me happy.


The seasons happen. In time. Every year.
How much I want a season to last? Every single time.
How much resistance I have to face something new?
Yet it happens. 

The Sky clearing out 

















I stood my ground to take it all in. 
I just was. 
Tried to grasp the world through my senses.

For a moment, I was glad I had my camera,
then, alas! what camera can see that my eyes do? 



O Elusive mind, what are you? 
When did you start ruling me? How did I succumb to you?
Are you separate from me?
Who am I?

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