Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Gathering Moss by Hand.


I am thankful
that
there are occasions in my life
when
I have been
'touched'

And, in some mysterious way
feel
(in terms of contemplating the purpose of life)
that I may
(for some tiny space of time)
have actually
'got the point'

A brief epiphany perhaps,
during a peaceful moment spent
in some shade-drenched garden or secluded part of the forest,
as I consider
touching the lichen
or
gathering moss

It is in those moments
that I start to think I understand
how it must
feel

to be a Stone.

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