naked knowingness needs no witness

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liquidly shimmering spider webs
diamante dewdrops sparkling on long tangled grass
long, deep shadows thrown by still-sleepy shrubbery

currawong calling up the day

delicious saturation of greens under cerulean
cool, fresh lightning-charged air
billowing lace drapes…

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naked knowingness needs no witness;
it simply recognizes itSelf
wherever
it casts
its net of perception

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