Friday, May 10, 2013

4382. YOUR CLIMATE IS CONTROLLED

YOUR CLIMATE IS CONTROLLED
It is said 'woe betide the man whose raiment
glows'  -  but no one ever really knows if that
is true or not. We just maneuver on, each hoping
things will break our way. Once tried and now
it's over. This errant medley thus becomes our
life. I know it did for me : I have strong hands
and arms, enough at least to carry and to wash.
my legs will take a load and bring it where it's
going  -  yes, easy all that  -  but what's missing
is the joy and wonder. That's long-tome gone
away and dissipated like a cloud intent on
rolling along as it breaks itself up.
My climate is controlled.

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