Friday, October 23, 2009

and so it is with my old friend

The light from the sun is reflecting
upon something
I placed beside the window.

In all that sparkle its identity
is lost,
 but when the light is gone
the shape of the things itself will return.

I will keep it where it now sits
so I can see the beauty of its sparkle 
another day.

What with the lowering of winter's sun
this may take a long time,
but when I look at it
I remember the sparkle
as much as I see
the thing itself.

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