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Sunday, August 25, 2013

The Gift of Air

Oh look!
The trees are waving at me!
They're dancing in the air!

Billions of bits of air racing each other
Toward nowhere in particular,
Bombarding every solid in their path.

The trees,
Animated yet immobile,
Actually growing, yet appearing still,
Exchanging molecules to help us,
The mobile species,
To breathe and act
In a dimension
Which is illusion,
At best.

agd 8.25.2013

Four months 'til Christmas!

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