29 Sep 1977
By Way Of Reflection

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By way of reflection, I saw the sun
Burning upward thru water into air
How can it be that this simple puddle
Reaches down thru the solid earth
And brings me light and expanse?
To ponder slightly-out-of-phase mysteries
With reason and scientific logic
That babble about reflection and refraction
And related laws and such things
As parity or handedness…
To ponder mysteries slightly out of phase—
All I see is a bird flying
Below my feet, flying somewhere
Between me and the sun.

Category: Poetry
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