the smell of salt
and soap
the brush of an air dried towel
boughs lilting upward
a panorama drive by
the sum of little things
adding up
rendering and remembering
that all in hand is not possibly everything
but that maybe all things are possible
against a may evening dusk light
yes
unfold the lilacs
yes
bring blossoms into being
and yes
all things are possible
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