Think shy
I have a goal, a heart’s desire,
to blend…to meld………
accepted whole by earth and sky.

Yet, though I try and try and try
birds will fly
deer will run
       people shy
                  and babies cry.

Why?
Oh why?
Oh why?
Oh why?

Maybe shy attracts to shy.
Maybe there’s still too much I.
tracks marking the
happy meandering path
of ongoing discovery ...
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