Friday, August 05, 2011
11:02 AM By Jeff Darling
I wander to a spot I like
I face East and you are thereI look at you in wonder,
my heart and mind are sure I've missed something
What are you to have such a long view?
Time for you is shaped differently
When axe bites long you feel
A Scrutiny macro temporal
As ages pass and races come and go
A sense of you lies within
A sense of sentience
A self short in two dimensions
Long in time and stature
Leaving of self, pieces of scars
Misshapen by human standards
Yet glorious in its light
Eyes that see a hundred extra colors
From thousands of perspectives
In their joy and pain
We knew you
In Africa you gave us life
You still do provider and friend
A radical sentience revealed
Not all have forgotten
In a modern gift of air we can breathe
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