Monday, February 12, 2007


A thought appeared to him one morning
like an amazing miracle.
He was making his breakfast
when it broke through the door
of his mind with this announcement:
“The saucepan on the stove is beautiful.”
The thought was plain and simple,
dressed in common clothes.
It spoke its words
and then quietly left.
He looked at the old saucepan
sitting precisely where he had placed it,
and holding water as well
as any saucepan in the world.

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