This is my day. Sitting on the rocky shore. Wondering if I should pray. Hoping for fates and spirits to open a new door.

Ocean, air, rocks, and sand. Set aside the thinking part. Holding to this space because I am a man turning mind over to simple and open heart.

I can sit on the rocks, like birds. Nowhere to go or tasks to do. Now here. Venus sans sun arises.
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