As pen

As pen once again caresses waiting skin

of paper milled in Oregon

I find my heart lost amongst

beautiful Aspens in Colorful Colorado

with cares leaving on a southern train.

Such is the feeling of freedom

in mountains of beauty in Autumn

and may each of you find, feel

such beauty and escape from vertigo.

as pen

burn baby burn

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