It Must Be Autumn

Here I am,
just out of the shower, sitting in a dark studio,
with only the glow from my computer.
I have been writing alot. (But only in my journal.)
I wake up early to practice Yoga, and find myself sitting instead
watching the sun rise.
I want to write something here worth reading aloud.
I want to share with somebody.
But lately, words are more transparent then water,
and they have no significance in describing
the thoughts that create this feeling inside.
Somehow I know my days are limited.
Somehow I know these hours are a gift.
I’ve been seeing myself in everything….and in everything I see me.
None of this is ego. None of this is true.
None of this is real.
For what is me…is only you.
Peace & Love.
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