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Sunday, June 5, 2016

When the Lights Fade

When the lights fade
I settle into
The easy rhythm of night.

The concerns of day
Wash over me like breakers
Dashing against rocky crags.

It is difficult to let them go
To loose them
To cast them off.

The warm bowl of my pipe
Is comfortable in my palm
As I puff smoke rings in the dark.

One muscle at a time
I command my body to relax
Erasing the accumulated tension.

Soon enough the morning sun
Will commence a new day.
But tonight I rest in the soothing darkness.

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