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so much softer than rain

May 19, 2017

o save us from the things that flatten us:
where do you find your little bit of silence,
where do you find your little bit of earth?

listening for the falling of dust,
so much softer than rain

a mirror tells us no more than
the lake mimicking the moon –
an impulse to join invisible dots

letting mysteries form in midair and
hang in front of us, then
disappear;
many things have been believed
and abandoned in the long/short slog of
human history

listening for the falling of dust,
so much softer than rain

physical talismans
have been easy to
lose, or to leave;
metaphysical ones
tend to leave a mark
on the soul

we intuit
more than we know
that we ignore

listening for the falling of dust,
so much softer than rain

and I blinked, and my winning streak was gone
and I blinked, and my winning streak was back

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One Comment leave one →
  1. May 19, 2017 12:10 pm

    Beautiful.

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