We create what's been foretold.
In a certain direction
We go with the flow.
Doing nothing,allows us 2 grow
grow
Grow.
A patient fisherman
Catches his prey.
Stillness presents itself
In an observant way.

Living without
Will rarely hurt you
As many say.
Instead
Make way for
Another opening doorway.

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