Wednesday, August 6, 2008


I took a seat on the bench facing the river. It was early morning, a balmy summer day, returning to my favorite spot for study, reading and contemplation.
I looked up; my eyes were blinded by brilliant light. I wrote these few words, an expression of gratefulness for those few moments of utter wonder.

"Today the sun was dancing on the flowing waters of the Hudson,
a grid of dazzle,
sparkling yet more like blinding bursts of electrical eruption-
a momentary performance of nature’s bountiful light
brimming over the cup of life
with hope that some drops
may spill over and touch
the parched lips of life’s inevitable pain.”

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