Happy New Year 2021
Even when the others do not see
the mathematics in the bend of the grass
feel the soft spray of seeds brushing your cheek
the golden light filtering down
the deepest red in the leaves
still clinging to the branches
the pale blue reflected in the smear of rain on the road
Travel the bright road
ahead of you
see what has been laid out
for it is given
and even the hard rocks under
the soft soles of your shoes
speak beauty today
Be open
see the mathematics in the light
even when the others do not hear
messages are still being spoken
to the ones who listen to sunlight and see wind
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