#1688 - a window is less than the eye

 

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a window is less than the eye

 

we are here because of

sun, too, turning – that’s unseen

 

and the tree fills – leaf and light

breezes upon us

dayshine

 

a heart is in the blood goes on

once few and now

 

clock hum in meadow drift

the outdoors hungry till

 

come scratch then a door

 

it’s all there’s to remember gone

a window is less than the eye

 

the head flies off first inkling

we’re led

 

once few and now

all first naked

from skin to be so

 

some thought flightless will adorn

good glimpse you’ll know

 

it’s where today along of yonder

as much as is to say

 

even open eyes are more