The delicate curved shadows
predict a shape more sublime
than those bold straight expressions
that come from tar soaked telephone poles
or the tall straight trunks
of aged trees that enjoyed
an unfettered growth.
Every day I study my yard
out my window, searching
for that unique event
differentiating today
from all the yesterdays' past.
Much of what I don't see might have been
but was hidden by the shadows
in this special world
of other distinct jewels.
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