The rock and
pebble
Are
ever-smaller fragments
Of the first
whole thing
Jest of
destiny
Randomness is fine
with me
But is it
certain?
The sweetest
night’s sleep
Cannot prove a
better dream
Than this
tempting day
Just drink it
all in
Each which and
every what
There for your
savor
I feel it cool
me
I watch it
bend and carry
But wind is
unseen
With wind and
water
A pebble is
shaped by time
Agreeably
smooth
There’s
another world
That makes
ours appear senseless
Within a dog’s
nose
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