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:

  1. 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

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