Friday, April 27, 2007


One day he realized

that all his thoughts are young.

They sometimes seem old,

but they are actually

as youthful as the puffs of air

that unfold in the morning.

They make merry in his mind

as they make their way through.

They are mellow

and light-hearted and hard

to discourage. They dance

rather than slog,

these living things

that pass through his mind

like the playful youth

of the universe.

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