Time seems to stretch and rush through itself




from journal dated 1/18/00 for jg 20 years after
--(today is 8/20/19)


And now the light is falling
hundreds of children of the world cry and are comforted
cry and ignored
cry for the simplest and unknown reasons

in the vast sky, a plane, a cloud, a blast of fire
and now the light is rising

the sun hits the hills and warms the view

up behind the shapes of earth, houses, water towers
the insistent arrival of another day

why do I ask more of life?
what is ever enough?



photo from deck, sf, ca

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