Friday, March 30, 2012

Trying goldfish

Saturday afternoon
the summer sun unchanging
catches the golden fish
turning under the lilly pads

I remember bringing them home, hurrying

Two startled, frantic with life
in their shallow gasp of water
my neophyte hand
my clapping eyes

open, look, close
opening     closing

I realise: we are to breathe all of life in
And in this, all life is with me

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