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These are two bits I wrote January or February of this year.
I remember the day when the Desert Haiku came to me very clearly.
I was standing at a point in my life with two paths before me.
Outside, feet on the path - head in the sky - clear view all around.
I knew which way to turn.
It is good to remember that....

Desert Haiku
dry stone in the sun
thoughts flying up with the wind
soaring like a hawk

(just impressions....)

I walk
sunlight as water
I run
flowing into the sky
I soar
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