Monday, November 27, 2006

Reflections on Descartes

Call it God if you will
call it everything,
nothing
only chance
that we know of
this world, here
today

no matter
what you do
you can’t deny
the beauty
of a rose.

Natural beauty
has no price
it is real.

The rest
is man made
artificial
... all your money
not another
minute buy...

we are dust
in the wind
and this
will also pass
9/06

all I can say
is that I share
this instance
of the reality we believe in
belong to
at the least
in my head
with you
in this first moment
you read these words
and on...
11/20/06

Real are these seats
of the Staten Island Ferry
taking me from
Staten Island
to Manhattan
and back.

Real are you
people
traveling back and forth
crossing our paths
for a moment
a whole life
to the cosmos
a nothing
to the end
of time
yet we’re here!

Rob
November 23, 2006


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