HONEYDEW SKY
An lovely poem by Rae Pater originally published on her blog:
white noise
Looking down at her daughter
she thought: In that soft mesh
of cells rests the magic seed,
kernal of concentrated evolution.
Unaware how the highways
of her life will speed by
she will lose herself
in the opening horizon,
beneath a honeydew sky,
amidst the white noise
that is heaven.
white noise
Looking down at her daughter
she thought: In that soft mesh
of cells rests the magic seed,
kernal of concentrated evolution.
Unaware how the highways
of her life will speed by
she will lose herself
in the opening horizon,
beneath a honeydew sky,
amidst the white noise
that is heaven.
posted by J.B. Rowell at 7:07 PM
1 Comments:
sweet poem. I, too, had no idea how fast the fast lane would be. sigh.
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