Tonight the evening placid and pleasing
so peaceful and so full of mystery
time expands and ignites smiles or weeps
as time, space, distance revolve as it sings
If life is just one thing life is a dance
it wraps itself round centrifugal force
of intersecting circles of movements
as the evening is passing of a torch
The ground absorbing darkness as it warms
from under the floor or out on the street
under the brush outside of my window
earth, stone, root, soil, and mineral pour
the content of energy and time stored
all of its travels and every tour.
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