When I get too caught up in tensions
I remember the transience of mortality
my body isn't forever
I will shed this form
I write of my moments as I walk
I feel the purity in the river
the lingering scent of winter
the trickling of spring
the greatness of the mountain...
I could pick it all out
Like a child picking candies
I savor the sweet and sour
I remember the etchings in life
I breathe in a day
And do my best to surrender
To life and its vast way
the journey goes on
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