Wu

Make changes
Empty a drawer of days
Clear the desk of mind and
Think of nothing
Listen for the sounds un-loud
Strain your ears for silence
Hear the faint call of faraway
Feel the breeze of now softly
Then you will know the elusive
Then you will see the hidden
Then you will feel the always there

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