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Those things undone lie dormant for the day.
Now what awaits bears outcome and surprise.
Life's scene obscured by mist along the way,
a different point ofview seen from the skies.

Tomorrow will reveal small details I forgot,
perspective enveloping what has passed,
reveals some of what is and what is not,
astonishing to see fresh what was seen last.

Dear things that were in absence set aside,
resume, adjusting to small changes taking place.
Let go of expectations; take the ride.
How soon returns the rhythm of life's pace.

04/27/2015 Carol Welch
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