The Canal Contemplations
8.
The social worker enters into a state of universal contemplation:
Today I record my soul.
My concern is reflective,
a ten metre wide mirror
that gathers more love,
than a hilltop lit by stars
on a summer evening.
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When our lives are spilt on the concrete of a city,
it reveals to us all too clearly, what we are made of.
We are as displaced as the moment not lived for.
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I may be nothing in the night sky,
but if I could touch an entire galaxy
or a child in orbit, or on the earth,
I would love them like all eternity.
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For I have learnt from angels
of a world without end,
how love evolves --- why it shines.
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My concern is how I will remain. |
