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| Skywatcher photo by Predrag Agatonovic. |
No promises to keep today
except to ourselves,
no deadlines or appointments,
free to sit on the hilltop with the dog
if we want to, under the bronzed oaks,
awaiting Venus.
Or maybe we'll head to the ocean,
the season reversing itself a little
as we drive south, mountain music
in the cab, drool on the dash,
to stand on the sand
under hang gliding gulls
and watch Venus appear over the sea,
feeling the weight of the waves,
calmed by the chorus of tides,
keeping our vow,
holding our now.
