until we come to see
and hear
serene beauty in mundane
we will be left
in this field empty
never as children playing
and for no other reason
as who knows what they may find
through their eternal serendipity
out of spontaneous ground
of substance full full
not of material
no!
something far more precious
than all
is this…
Added by Robin Raymond Baldwin on January 5, 2014 at 12:30am — No Comments
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