Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Motion

Motion, constant.
That reckless, whirling, diving of us.

Us all around.
Fast forward, a freeze frame blur.

Lights expose,
map my still form.

Quiet, the eye of a storm,
nucleus calm.

Closed eyes, closed heart.
Opening

Content...
While those around
spin....
          spin....
                    spin...


[Cliff Harvey circa 2009]