Thursday, December 30, 2010

and so it starts

Quietly I call,
         to no one.
Quieter still,
         I whisper back
To all that is there
         even the dreams.

Bounding, I leap

        through the vastness,
touching down,
             where I can,
                      if I can.

1 comment:

  1. Jon - these all are wonderful. They certainly reflect the life of a man who has internalized both the beauty and the harshness of life - beauty has won.

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