plain sight

when younger

  everything was fine like wine
 couldn't see the difference of simplicity

 plain sight 

 the world changed and I couldn't notice what was right.
 as time passed fire and cold

 cycled out of control

 the splendor of comfort

 warmth, breeze, wind 

  presence of water 
 stillness was no longer in my recollection

 old patterns, prenotions, pretensions.
    
 coherence became specific
 present is lived in a freed unmeasured second,
 Minutes are a surprise to find meaningless
 time..   time..    tied moments
 method stood still

 always in place
 spontaneous,

  sponsor and give yourself the wake up call
 rehearsing loses its existance, losing runs its course.
 Hiding in plain sight, clothes when no longer hiding
 Odd to see what I'd look like,  jacket,  shoes, pants. and a shirt.
 turns out I was never the clothes.
 I wore something else, something completely different

and there was me, another person.

Author's Note

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[Somu]

nice poem...so close to heart....i really appreciate your good work. and if you got some time check some of mine too.