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someone once said
the way forward
is to fill up
your garages
your closets
your stomach
your bank accounts
your houses
your days
and your nights
with “stuff.
‘
I wonder if
joy
can only
seep in
when you
divest yourself
of stuff
and stand
naked
and empty,
leaving room
in your soul
for whatever
comes along….
bird song,
rain on the roof,
a lover’s touch?
at least
there would be room.
****
Published in
2015
wabi sabi ~~~ poems and images 
Beautiful, introspective, true. Nicely done.
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Thanks, Don, for your encouragement!
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