When I enter unfamiliar ground,
I slow down and step carefully.
When the unfamiliar becomes known,
I move quickly without even looking.
What a pity it is to forget that
the universe is new every moment.
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In the Space Between
Once fallen, it takes a cane
To tap out unfamiliar ground.
Where a giant cherry oak
Has been blasted by lightning,
Its roots upturned and flailing
Tentacles from an octopus,
Not to fall again takes skill,
Not to risk a fall is not to live.
Charcoal burns on risen bread
But no longer to scent the cherry.
[Disposable Poem April 24, 2011]
Dr. Mike
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