Heisenberg Observes Uncertainty
Siren thoughts buzz too loudly. But breathe
In and breathe out and cherish the sense
Loosed upon your being. No longer tense
Every in and out is like a festive wreathe:
Nativity of the breast to weave
Creation back into the core from whence
Every renewed recompense
Stretches in morning silken sleeve
Of restful awakening. All is well.
Open your eyes like newly risen roses
To share beauty in a choice exchange.
Happy is the day to see you revel.
Enchant us again as quiet exposes
Self in landscape moment strange.
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