Sunday, April 17, 2016

AS SLOW 


AS SLOW

as my shadow,
the weight

of age
upon me,

the sun
behind me,

warmth
lifting

the flowers.
What more

to ask for,
birds twittering

and breeding
in this season

for love.
As I walk

my slowness
slows nothing.





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