A private transformation happens without witness or proof, and that lack becomes part of its truth.
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No witness saw the change. The light remained ordinary. A bird crossed the far field and did not turn. But I came back carrying one less name for pain, and the evening made room.
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A nature & reflection poem about frame, letter, looking, where attention changes the scale of the ordinary.
A nature & reflection poem about field, light, boundary, where attention changes the scale of the ordinary.
The field is not withholding an answer; it simply has a life that does not require the speaker's interpretation.
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