Thursday, August 2, 2012

There Are Stars All Around

I am sitting on a park bench
 with a pool of sunlight almost on my lap;
 a cosmos of flies,
galaxies in Brownian motion,
 fills it.

I am looking into a park
after midnight;
 moths flitting beneath an unseen lamp
 are sparks streaking
from invisibility to invisibility.

I am lazing by a stream;
 the sun,
reflected in
innumerable scintillations,
 has ordered the universe
 to pulse beside my sleeve.

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