Sunday, April 21, 2013
from THE OLD POET SAYS
"Ah, rock,
patient earth.
A warming
sun, the wind.
We have
what we have
and it's good
enough.
Why do we
want for more?"
*
"What the universe is.
What nothing was,
in the beginning.
There is much
I don't comprehend,
and much
I wouldn't want to."
*
"Lord, you look
at me with
kind eyes,
and then
you look
away."
