Wednesday, February 15, 2006


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.


Blogger reniebob said...

sweet poem. I, too, had no idea how fast the fast lane would be. sigh.

2:56 PM, February 15, 2006  
Blogger Michael Parker said...

This is a lovely poem. Rae is a wonderful poet.

10:10 AM, February 17, 2006  

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