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The Perceiver is the Perceived

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Let’s dive deep
into shadowless realms of unsleep
far from the web of callous indifference

Let’s be whole
no fragmented pieces taking the toll
and streets driving as congested arteries

Let’s tread ages
leaving these words still on the pages
as a bored television tries to turn itself on

Let’s take time
as stolen money runs from the crime
while handcuffs are frowning with remorse

Let’s look down
while a missing wallet looks to be found
and credit cards fret with anxiety

Let’s be joy
while the white crib rattles her toy
as a happy nest with gray friends is singing

The Edge of the Nest … Photo by Thomas Peace c.2024

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  1. Linda Schaub's avatar

    I like this poem and the picture Tom – some joy to be found in the last paragraph and how delightful to see the vibrant male Goldfinch with his silent peers. What a great capture – is this in your garden?

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    • Tom's Nature-up-close Photography and Mindfulness Blog's avatar

      Thanks, Linda! 😊 Yes, it’s in my garden by the river that i live on. The male goldfinches are very magnificent to see! Oftentimes, it’s just amazing how nature comes up with such amazing colors and beautiful patterns! (It’s really not my garden… it’s the birds’ and squirrels’ garden.)

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      • Linda Schaub's avatar

        It’s very beautiful and intriguing with the stone birds Tom. Yes, they are beautiful and I hear Goldfinches singing in the Park – they remind me of my male canaries who are gone now, but had the same melodic voices. The birds and squirrels can enjoy themselves and you can enjoy yourself watching them – it sounds perfect to me Tom!

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