Thursday, April 28, 2011

April 28



Truth,

never completely dormant,
late at night
calling, like a strange bird.

And gradual awareness
There it is! Again!
distant, sounding like a train,
insistent,
but easily ignored.
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1 comment:

Craig and Bethany said...

Oh, so true. If only I could hold this image in my mind.

This poem is one of my favorites. I could read it again and again listening for the distant sounding, memorizing it for later.

Love it.