The Voice
is a wife
to
him still.
– Gary Snyder (”Regarding Wave”)
Light rides on a wave
in a dream from space
connecting all things,
especially the architecture
of man floating
in the bigger picture:
endings become beginnings
of new things
like shadows hooked
to a bare oak trees—
or the reflection
of a space station
come alive in a black
ocean of stars,
if far enough away—
if we stay small enough
to listen, if we stay still
and wake slowly
to both sides
shimmering
like a bell.
“Freebird” by Walter Piehl, Jr.
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