At first the fog was so thick I couldn�t see far enough in front of me to notice the time and space between our goodbye and when our next hello will be. I just looked up at the moon and was jealous that she sees more of you than I do. And now I look up at the sky and wonder if maybe the she looks forward to these fall mornings as much as I do. These mornings when for a brief moment the moon and the sun are in the same place at the same time. The sky isn�t cornered but they seem fitted into the sharpest edges of it. And the fog has lifted now and I can see the years of light between them. I turn west on Main Street, into the moon, hoping to bridge the gap that the sun can�t. Sometimes even the stars aren�t company enough. . How Rude! - Wednesday, Sept. 22, 2004 - 12:16 PM One small step but no giant leap. - Tuesday, Sept. 30, 2003 - 11:17 AM Where's George? - Thursday, Sept. 25, 2003 - 12:48 PM |
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