By Scott Esh
Staring didn’t accomplish much
So instead I stepped down the staircase of clouds to the place I call home.
A place hidden among the blossoms
where my own pieces of heaven unfold.
I take my heart for a walk through the forest
bringing my inner sunshine despite the weather.
Staring never accomplished as much but at least I have the warm-toned pleasures of nature to call home.
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