In ancient Earth
all written on walls
gorging out cylindrical holes
leaving debris in depths
but water flows
or festers
and evaporates
Take a moment
hone it
begin again the journey
sweet as honey
those things thought needed
are stowed in baggage
put down for a time
and the clash is clear
and the knowledge fear
and the evidence here
but this love cannot be returned to
or rummaged through searching for some clothing
some need for survival
it is like the carrot for the horse
but there is a vast surrounding
which is life and balance
look but don't focus back
focus but enjoy the full scene
moment is eternal
but won't come again
and where we dance
is fluid and forever
gentle and unsure
solid like a rock a heart
and thought hovering
like some tidal pool
fluctuates and is immature
needed that way
stand steadfast
swim in tender gifts
hold back not time.
Monday, July 12, 2010
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