Wednesday, December 18, 2013

We Look at the Land with Patience

We Look at the Land with Patience

We regard the mountain as we encounter it

This is a lake here
Over there, houses were never built
so there are no houses

This is the only way the land could look

There has been rain
There have been blizzards

If we had binoculars
where would we train them

We have eyes
and those bring this place into you
flour swept from a tabletop with the edge
of a palm

1 comment

  1. Lovely in its simplicity; yet a profound message.


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