At dusk the sun dies
Every morning the sun is then reborn
And every morning brings another chance
For you and I to be better people
To grow to learn to love
It’s easy
When the sun rises tomorrow
Just wake up and open your heart
James Lee Jobe
“Resist much, obey little.”
Walt Whitman
A flash of rabbit a glimpse of squirrel
Owl-strike from above
The wild exists
Even here among the rows of houses
Moonrise in the suburbs
James Lee Jobe
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