How slow is each second
and yet quick every year?
The snail and the dragonfly
know each other, too well.
–
Eternity is a friend
waiting at the door,
had I but something
to offer him in return.
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Nothing is a meal
that breaks any fast
much more than whole
and always enough.
–
As the autumn leaves turn
and winter snow falls,
it is only I who remain,
I, whatever, I am.