Rain is mastering thought
with landings that
eagerly run and toward
more thoughts go.
Stream of thought
is the pace
of the thinking apparition
of the way thought
is landing.
Lake is the pool
of thought
and the always
pleasing calm.
Pond the simple pause
of words
opening insides
puttering to more boredom.
Bottom of ponds are still.
Ocean is like the inside
of the palpitating heart
where love is pleasing place of pampering
universe in my head.
In my head is my heart.
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