Monday, April 19, 2010

Strip The Day of Its Clutter

Strip the day of its clutter
Clear away the dust and debris
The tiny broken pieces of other days
Sweep them up and consign them
To the bins of discarded memories
Set down the weighted burdens
Still carried though reason is lost
Then stop and close your eyes
Breathe deeply of the fresh air
Smell all the green scents of spring
Set aside that last chill of winter
All things are reborn here and now
That includes you and all your branches
Renewed, emboldened, let them turn
Let them turn toward the sun
Strip the day of its clutter

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