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Archive for October 3, 2025

Clarion Blues

Clarion Blues

Soft gentle beauty leaning against the window
Fostering a belief that loneliness is loveliness
what is good must start with pain
A perfect state
of perfect mind.

Cool pleasant sand
Lies in a land unknown
play and fun is wasted time
and idle are the satisfied.
A self-constructed sterilized cell for working days
And nights towards a goal that cannot be achieved.
the rain and sun are both the same.
Is this a way of life?

-- zumwalt (1974)