Climate Change

Describe a random encounter with a stranger that stuck out positively to you.

…that time Saint Logic showed up and I didn’t keep walking, tho’….

Hear, hurricane,
Once perfect calm
Find once again
The Summer balm

Such stormy sea
‘Tis all a lie
Follow the grace
Of the mind’s eye

Logic, the friend
Protectorate
Whose docent-light
Truth, bezel-set

Aegean green
Ambient air
And stalwart scent
Will find you there

Photo Credit: Lisa Mae, FieryPhotography.com, “Saint”

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