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Jan 15, 2010
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Vanishing Point
The only poem
I can remember now
is the bright white
disc of the sun
tracing its low trajectory
across the sky.
Its light filtered through rifts
in the caravan of clouds
heading hurriedly east
into the departed sunrise.
That vanishing point
where pain has finally
faded into history
and there is nothing
but this moment
wrapped in photons.
Everything else
irrevocably
lost in shadow.
I can remember now
is the bright white
disc of the sun
tracing its low trajectory
across the sky.
Its light filtered through rifts
in the caravan of clouds
heading hurriedly east
into the departed sunrise.
That vanishing point
where pain has finally
faded into history
and there is nothing
but this moment
wrapped in photons.
Everything else
irrevocably
lost in shadow.
— Heading South, Jan 15, 2010
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Ink Dragon
16 years 4 months ago
Daniel,
Heading South
16 years 4 months ago
Dear Nina,
odd molly
16 years 4 months ago
Reflectionresonance open
Seren
16 years 4 months ago
Dear Daniel
Nicole Michaels
16 years 4 months ago
Finding your candle
Heading South
16 years 4 months ago
Dear Nicole
bjp
16 years 4 months ago
Dear Daniel
Heading South
16 years 4 months ago
Dear Mona