everything I see or want to say is not,
per se,
a lie.
though vision
is the best for me
to act as language
on which I rely
to be generous
in sharing what I witness
as peculiar feats of nature.
like gravity staunchly excluding trees from spinning into sky
and adamantly, repeatedly
assigning fog to hug the earth.
and giving answers
as to what am I to do
with the slimness of my earthly days
indulging my curiosities on being,
as this grace of physics is what
remains for me,
unquestionably,
a meaning of love.
per se,
a lie.
though vision
is the best for me
to act as language
on which I rely
to be generous
in sharing what I witness
as peculiar feats of nature.
like gravity staunchly excluding trees from spinning into sky
and adamantly, repeatedly
assigning fog to hug the earth.
and giving answers
as to what am I to do
with the slimness of my earthly days
indulging my curiosities on being,
as this grace of physics is what
remains for me,
unquestionably,
a meaning of love.
—Ed Sancious
No comments:
Post a Comment