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I ride with heat grazing my skin
The sun reaching out
A temporary stain
Flooding my perception
There is no room for thought
As I face the fire
The ripple of soft cotton on my back
As wind cascades through my shirt
The sound of sweeping leaves
From nearby sakuras
Breath by breath
An endless exchange
For this moment
A bizarre feeling
To be human
To have this body
To have this mind
And to have the place behind all that
The place that sees
My joy
My fear
My anger
My sadness
My love
The truth
Is it mine?
An oscillation of internal seasons
Surrendering to each
I will ride this wildness in peace
For there is nothing I must do
No one I must be
As who I am
And what I am doing
Right now
Is perfect
I am home
About the Creator
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