Kit Kelen #134 - my meditation is a walk

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my meditation is a walk

my meditation is a walk

and learning not to see

all acres to do

but sunup through

whatever trees today are

let me a pond stillness

chorus of magpie

and the unseen thud

I run a ring

around myself

gather a blue above

for warm

see sun come to it

a natural

my flight's feet

upon the ground

my meditation is a walk

and yearning not to see

acres to do

soil is making everywhere

let's say it's a beckoning

and all obey the call

tree fallen wilderness

eucalypt risings

everything here

is crooked to reach

not a one here

has heard of true

but gives its all

to be

my meditation is a round

and ends begins

in here I am

it's time we have

and you can count

we everywhere require

a haircut

I'd rather wear time

like a coat

to season

with this country