Thursday, August 25, 2005

I came across a cloud, this day, and it sang
of Sad Thursdays. What a cluttered feeling
I have in the bottom of my stomach--
I'm cut of a different cloth, and the week tends
to drain me of hope.

I came across the hole in the ground and wondered
at its expanse, and leaned
my head to the side, imagining all the people
who fell in long ago.

I came across the face of God at the jail; she wept
for all the mothers of dying children.
No, I could not help her.
No, I could not help her.

I've left the day behind, retreating
into the cave of myself, behind the glass-eyed television.
I've happened across
the lovliest girl in the world, underneath these
gray green hazel eyes.

What a wonder to happen upon myself.
Written by FRITZ
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    We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. Through the unknown, unremembered gate When the last of earth left to discover Is that which was the beginning; At the source of the longest river The voice of the hidden waterfall And the children in the apple-tree Not known, because not looked for But heard, half-heard, in the stillness Between two waves of the sea. Quick now, here, now, always— A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one. -T.S. Eliot "Little Gidding"

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