Monday, December 3, 2007

I mind

Age, I mind.

time’s creeping certainty,

though sun’s ever rising;

the moon the night rules,

immortal deities.

I am mortal.

My eyes fail,

ears hear less;

skin roughens,

and mind dullens.

Yet, I mind.

Today, I’s alive,

morning sun my skin warms,

tree shadows a welcome shade,

my earth- my world

bathed in light.

I’s alive,

and that,

that I mind.


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