Bradley Jay Phipps (December 17,1956 / Durango, Colorado)
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looked at your house.
You have an apparent horizon.
It's a lovely area, but
I could not really see the house, could I?
I think I found the driveway. I thought I found the front door, but
that was the house on your left, if you are looking at yours
from the street.
I looked so hard but could not see you.
Still, I'm happy you take me with you in your heart to your garden.
I will sit there one day, with you and your animals, and
we will hold hands and listen to the silence of our hearts
roaring with thanksgiving.
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