Pause
Poetry is for those who amble slow,
who wander the same gardens
and find new things to notice-
a box turtle under the hostas,
New growth among the columbines.
Life, like poetry, takes time,
and both invite moments
of deep breathing
and closed eyes
to accommodate the opening
of other, stranger senses,
the harnessing of rarer lenses
to see that what seems flat contains dimensions,
layers, flavors, revelations.
Poetry asks us to lose time
in small, dense spaces,
where all of eternity waits.
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