Lost in Thought


Drifting snow has me lost in thought

Meandering in the knee-high clouds that are on the ground.

Stray collies wander as if they know more than just joy.

There need be no aim.

There need to be no trail blazed.

Purity can be a maze.

Purity can amaze.

Running in and out and about the tundra with no task at hand.

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