SPRING SUN’S PULSE RETURNS
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The flow returns like blood
Pulsing the waves of the cosmos
Surfing through rolling blue
And white crests crashing
This energy of life that springs
Forth into mind’s imagery
Presents itself on the screen
This beautiful movie unreeling
Where the magic known in youth
That dreamt of visions so simple
Miracles so immediate
One merely needed to embrace them
Returns to those it abandoned
So many years ago
Emerging, rising like the Sun
The reality of creation; to glory
In the worth of creativity
I had a dream And I built it.
Imperfections be damned
Every single one
Calling it life
Toasting an ale
a soft smile hidden
in wrinkles
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Dirk Nelson
Fairbanks, Ak.
04-15-07
