Tuesday, May 25, 2004

POEM - Kraken changes

kraken changes are
wrought only in the Deep; you
must go home alone

the unconscious is
a genius -- amoral, pure. it
needs its breathing time

hurry is not a
word a rosebush understands
or a baby, you

slow moments are all
we have. swiftness comes like grace,
unbidden, scrying

ecclesiastes
got it right -- to every thing
there is a season

even, dear one, You

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