A Quest on Overdrive … :)

An eccentric rambler on life's lessons and mercies, found and lost… :)


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Astute

Astute as that pencil
Which moves on paper
Knowing how it marks
Knowing transient
Are those lines
Yet rejoicing they are made.

Astute.
Knowing that you make your mark.
Understanding it matters.
Discerning it may be bettered.
Accepting it will be obliterated.

And not a trace left behind.

Marking time.

22 March 2015

Day#24 of #NaPoWriMo, another shortcut; a blog write, that became another #magicalmornings update on FB 🙂 and now taking its rightful place in the blog 🙂

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