Wednesday, February 9, 2011

No Architecture Can Forget / new poems 2010

Self-Portrait

I have stopped many times -
listened,

for

myself

in the wind that knows no conversation.

my thoughts consider my thoughts -

the melody of emotion,
the geography of time,
the science of spirit

and
dwell
too long I know,
in search of now

where religion is nothing more than

his smile,
her soul

here in the quiet of a heart,
there in the whisper of the wind

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