Thinking of my Master

In the Center of Now

By Paul A. MerkleyPublished about 5 hours ago • 1 min read

Mount Rainier Soundscape, National Park Service. https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Mount_Rainier_soundscape.jpg

Fine edged inner sounds

I wonder what you're hearing

So far where you are

Haiku

About the Creator

Paul A. Merkley

Mental traveller. Idealist. Try to be low-key but sometimes hothead. Curious George. "Ardent desire is the squire of the heart." Love Tolkien, Cinephile. Awards ASCAP, Royal Society. Music as Brain Fitness: www.musicandmemoryjunction.com

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