the silence
it can be full with the listening
  instead i reach for a thought
      which is backwards
it will take me backwards and lead me down a road i have been before
which has arrived
and brought me here

the tasks
i choose to perform
 bring
me to the simple
wash the clothes
in a bucket
hang the clothes on the line
wind and clothespins speak of a more simple
time

waves crash and sunset is far away in the distance

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