This is Maine, weather will change in 10 minutes
We judge from what we see
without rose-colored glasses
within our tiny world
that which does not affect us
things that do not impact our lives…
invisible to most.
Nor-easter building
Our life’s routines have dug trenches
walls blocking our view,
we are unaware of our surroundings …
those things far off beckoning us to dream
some close enough to reach out and touch…
if we could only look up, look out, and see.
Early morning at camp.
My view of life is always the same
yet it is always different…
each morning changes from day-to-day
month-to-month, season-to-season.
I have shed the shackles of mundaneness
breached the trenched walls
and see there is life to live.
Fish are waitin’, my tip-ups I’m baiten’!
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