Companion poem for chapter 15 of the R.M. Dolin novel, "Trophic Cascade"
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Dawn doesn't wait for
those with nothing to do,
they're forgotten like mist
on meadow flowers
once beauty shines through.
Lost in thought,
is an easy way to hide,
or pretend,
or be far from present,
but no escapes the mindfulness
of moments we can't outrun.
There's a peaceful transition
between empanadas and cafe
when the world lets loose of
gravity and we breathe
the calming breath
that comes before chaos.
From the R.M. Dolin novel, “Trophic Cascade.” Jake ques up his crew at the start of the Albuquerque wine fiesta.
