not a pretty picture. not a good. not a bad. picture. but an argument.

Monday, July 11, 2011

all around us spans the forest, larger than anything measurable

inside of this landsape one boy/man dives into a lake
another stands in the rain with his midriff shining
yet another, a boy, goes searching for a ball
lost benath the husky pine
three beats spanning generations
a wilderness of being that knows no bounds
and all time, like light, shimmers, a soft illusion