Sunday, August 29, 2010

1068. ORNAMENT

ORNAMENT
Brother, brother, watch the many-faceted
world unfurl - apples and grasses and fruits.
Watch the water collect itself; the dew from many
mornings, the rain from distant sources. We are
right to circumvent the globe, to lunge through
nearby spaces, to leave on moon and mountain
our fading, trifling traces. Without all that anyway,
we are only what we ourselves proclaim to be.
Figments of imagination, raindrops on a tree.

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