When I was young they told me
sunrays were parallel.
As I grew older I thought:
they're not, really,
it's that they converge so slowly
to the distant point of the sun.
That was before I understood
the sun is not a point--
it's a mass immense enough to swallow
a billion earths.
An eye the size of a planet
falling up into the sun
would see it flat, a plain of fire.
Rays of light would stand on that great surface
like blazing trees.
When I was young I thought God was far
but God is vast.
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Monday, January 03, 2011
Parallels
Labels:
free verse,
poetry
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