Taken Monday April 4, 2005
Posted Friday April 8, 2005
Pray
Here at last,
the entire voice of the world seems
somehow less distant
and though encompassing oceans
still focuses here
as if noticing stillness
and settling in.
Retreat into sunset,
a thought holds less bearing
than experience deals
and guarding the silence
while increasingly here
magisterial wond'rings
concluded to be.
Come back to distance
hold this place to memory
and memory to this place
how startled to be leaving
nightfall made its claim,
next time upon returning
let me trace my steps back in.
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