Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Clearly something is happening


ancient, delicate instructions

form eyes from cells,

legs from impulses,

wings from air.


clearly, something is happening.

a color, a tint,

a hint of something happening.

striving to become something

more beautiful than yourself,

you hide away as you become

something new.

2 comments:

LauraHinNJ said...

Yes! Any day now! How long has it been?

I love your poem - it's very beautiful.

Is there a sick day in your future?
;-)

dguzman said...

Yesterday's photo was taken on Day 26!!! I guess he's just a little slow. I only hope he won't come out with smoker's cough!

I wish I could've taken today off!

Thanks for the compliment on the poem.