#1202 - make that hay while

 

1202

17.iv.23

4.107

make that hay while

for Carolyn and Michael van Langenberg

 

All human things are subject to decay,

And when Fate summons, Monarchs must obey.

 

 

make

because

hello

 

rotate

a stretch towards light given

 

sunlessly even

 

hide under

out

 

make mind’s eye

a garden

fill the page

 

all clear blue am

 

some sausages in mountain mist

 

this we is all there is  

 

no distance

 

in the Milky Way there might be two rogue planets

for every star

at least a hundred billion

some say more

 

who’ll count?

 

the worm blind frolic soil here

goes on

breath much less yet makes

for quite some sine qua non

 

now static reminds the radio

even all the dark to show

 

here’s a voice

let’s listen

 

it’s all ventriloquism

voices in the void we do

 

on feeble knees

and head yet high

 

joy the rain

we need it at home

 

day or night

look up

anyone can see

there’s heaven

 

it was only ever just this now

 

those stars so far before us

      even the nearest, years ago

just for as long as it lasts 

 

look out – all time before this we

 

as every blade of grass

won’t even need to know

how golden it is to be