The greatest small things
waiting to accumulate
words of passion, or error
The madness of language
carves from the same block
some strange new shape
You say what goes around
comes around, a fallacy
we repeat until the heat fades
Try kindness, or peace
those were the moments of grace
that tried to oppose nature
Emerson would put it:
Dream delivers us to dream,
and there is no end to illusion.
Beautiful. Its all contained there, in the same place, great and small, passion, error. A slight shift of focus or direction, everything changes.
ReplyDeleteDear Michele, thank you for listening. You are kind.
DeleteStunning Rob ... I want to print it out, frame it and put it on the wall. Adore these words and images ... KdK
ReplyDeleteSo glad you like it dear Kristen.
Deletewhat are we without that kindness and grace, all dreamy
ReplyDeletetrue dat
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