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from “The Ones Who Listen”
Writing, Illuminations, Poetry Whit Griffin 12/30/21 Writing, Illuminations, Poetry Whit Griffin 12/30/21

from “The Ones Who Listen”

To simply be a part of the changing afternoon light  The old man I see / in my visions is composed of all the days / in between  Your sense/awareness of who you are cannot be confined within / language  You go up to Medicine Bow / and open the sky and step through

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