Between The Drainage and The Hotel Verge (Poem)

bushes, a few trees, stones on a slope of land

ruins of a church remain in that ground

birds, squirrels, a fox chatter back and forth

people murmured quietly outside the doors

easy to find the one but the other

lies beyond the casual attentional field

to see hear and feel through the quantum

to experience more of the whole

let your heart open in deep rapt attention

worth effort, worth time, worth care

be curious be brave be bold

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