An empty brown shoe-box
Under an unmade bed
In a dusty attic
Atop a townhouse
with no lights
at the edge of a city
stuffed with people
with no eyes.
kidsaregifts
Exploring the depths of being human.
An empty brown shoe-box
Under an unmade bed
In a dusty attic
Atop a townhouse
with no lights
at the edge of a city
stuffed with people
with no eyes.
kidsaregifts 
Never Lonely Nor Alone
The ever-changing world is our home,
And the mind-body complex is the vehicle that we traverse by.
Never apart from it, we meet some of the countless possibilities
Which we are not apart from.
So, all is one, and one is all.
And we are at home–never lonely nor alone.
Dave.
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