events in a field like light
from a star bending about the sun
each affecting the other in infinite exchange
a bee drifts with lackadaisical precision
linking flower to flower before heading home
across an open meadow covered with dew
the sun the flower the bee you me
bending toward each other collapsing
in a field radiant with life
in a field radiant with life
bending toward each other collapsing
the sun the flower the bee you me
it’s all so succinctly repetitious
another day, like the orbiting moon
its tidal force pulling on the sea
(no thought or will to dissent
the current catches all like a net)
then releases to wash freely along the shore
water light time you me flows
quick slip twirl and fall
slow meander to merge with all
water through water air through air
events in a field suffused with light
separate yet bending toward each other
like the sun hurling toward a point
a somewhere beyond the center which holds
nothing but all in a twirl we turn toward
like a bee in a meadow covered with dew
(from Primogenitive Folly, August 2001-April 2003)
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