Monday, August 9, 2010

Solid and Shifting

"Behold I am with you always, unto the end of the age. . ."
Brilliant beyond what my mouth can utter
the light let into the temple falls, lemons rays
that glow as separate suns themselves.
To see those is the beginning of seeing,
to watch as daylight travels and
they shift shape and scope against
other measures, carpet, slippers, bookshelf
chair, is a lesson by itself.
All is summed up when the stray ray
reflects from the bookspine.


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