Monday, March 4, 2013

Wavering Valentine

Under strict bombardment
by our senses how
can we escape
if love doesn’t come
to focus our attention
on the one important shape
or don’t we care for
the same wavering sunlight
the same midnight wishes
when I see the immensity
of everything endlessly around me
how can I not think of myself
as a tiny seed of something great
and everything endlessly around me
likewise all seeds all bridges
between life and fate

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