Friday, November 27, 2009

Four Things


Four things bind us together.

The birth of a child.
A common enemy.
The setting sun.
The fear of being alone.

Four things separate us.

Belief in only one way.
Infallible scriptures.
The fear of dying.
God's exploration of discreteness.

1 comment:

Dr. Mike said...

Onion

“I’ll see you
When I see you”

What binds us
Alone together
Also separates us

At sunrise we hear
Pine cones bouncing
Across the roof

At twilight we watch
The cat playing
With a ball of yarn

Once the ball is unpeeled
All that remains is
The paradox of tears

[Disposable Poem November 27, 2009]
Dr. Mike