Insight is not available
Revelations do not come forth
Just the dog day heat
The sweltering breeze
And
The summer squirrel
Navigating the tree
Never seeing all branches
The tree in whole
Yet never falling
His self-knowledge
Is all encompassing
Living near death
Makes all thing
Shine brightly
Nuts
Hawks
Babies
Winter
Enough to fill
One lifetime
Might as well
Let go of it friend
The entirety of the tree
Cannot be seen
Without falling
From its comforts
Gene G. McLaughlin 2014
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