Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Poem for Kathy Daul

poem for K. D.

vast blue cloudless winter sky
empty and void this morning,
true nature revealed.
your azure blue eyes are sometimes like this.
some mornings the fog is very thick and cold.
other mornings the low grey clouds hang dense and dark;
but, the sky is always the same.
just like this true nature is always there,
sometimes manifest—sometimes obscure.
how silly to chase our problems and ideas,
are they not just clouds that have appeared by themselves
and will disappear with no intervention?
how many mornings—forgetting the sky?
how many times—ignoring true nature?
the blue mountains are looming in the distance.
somehow  laughing at our frailty
their message is clear.
hurry up!
but, be gentle along the way.
January 11, 1996
Beach Blvd.—Huntington Beach, CA

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