What can All deny them?
They are reaching into a black silk bag,
removing a mirrored ball,
holding it, both,
hands intertwined.
In the reflection, they see
the third of a thousand years
fast approaching.

They replace the sphere and laugh
a full-bellied laugh.
They always knew,
and continue to prove,
that the harmony of their strings
compose the chord
that sings of All--
and even more.

06/17/2008

Posted on 06/17/2008
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