Wednesday, June 15, 2005

Walking Backwards

Rain and high winds go behind me today
Tomorrow brings blurred sleep under hazy sky

again

I look forward and squint at my past
Busy rustling leaves,
excited poplars in the breeze

movement, time, space

Yesterday drones ahead
Like glowing insects traveling through the night sky,

You take my breath away

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