Friday, June 22, 2012
Night of the Soggy Sky
Each moment we are poised between
being born, and dying. You breathe in
to give birth,
and exhale, allowing life
to leave you.
Within the space of those two things
is what we have. All that we have.
It is the place of peace we search for
all of our long life,
because we forget the wisdom of being
and knowing everything.
Between Lily and my father I exist in this moment,
thus this poem is for you.
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