Friday, July 27, 2012

Seaside on a Boulder Bench

This place is new and will not stay
It’s changed a bit since yesterday
These rocks that formed by energy bound
Will move on soon without a sound
Then change again and be set free
Crossing space eternally.
Can you straddle the unseen line?
Where edges meet but undefined
This piece of “real” so well-conceived
Will trick the eye and so deceive.
I ponder both the there and then
I hope to know, but not sure when.

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