After Eight Moment · Blogging · Me myself and I · Montreal · nature · poetry

After Eight Moments…



The only way to escape
The weight
Of the big picture,
Is to focus on
Tiny, insignificant
Is a luxury,
That soothes the mind
When the harshness
Of Life is just a little
Too concrete.




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Description for the visually impaired; A damaged dead maple leaf floating on a little stream of melted snow, on a sidewalk.

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