Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Swim to the edges

We erect these boundaries,
you and I --
or perhaps they are all mine? --
swim here,
but don't swim there
grow here,
but don't grow there...
Is this really necessary?

Do I really believe
I could keep you out
if you wanted to come in?
And doesn't all growth know
its own time and place:
when to shoot forth in green profusion,
when to die back, gold and fallow?
Did we really think we could control...

Let's link arms and swim this edge together,
meandering out to sea.

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