Spread glory over the incidents of being.
The only cost is your attention.
Life’s details abound in wonder.
The warm body beside you. Gasping orgasm.
Trumpet vines. Clear creeks. Wary trout.
Whispering eyes. Exploring fingers. Stars.
Everything exists for our enjoyment.
Fear of death clouds our vision.
The future is distant in this second.
Death doesn’t matter. Time enough
exists to love it all, exactly now.
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