We are moments
We are Specks of space
Encapsulated in the physical
We rise gracefully
No matter
How we do it
I watch the fast
Distort the most
Beautiful teardrops
Upside down
Rushing
They lift my heart
From sadness
I wait and watch
The small perfections
Of the slower
Moving more gradually
Continuous increments
Toward the Surface
Joining
All we always are
May 4, 2011 at 1:55 pm
I shouldn't stay away so long. I have needed this more than I knew. Love returning to melt winters remains. Beautiful.
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