The creek is telling a long story
By human standards,
seemingly endless
The trees are listening politely
whispering to each other now and then
under their boughs
The telephone pole is a dead soldier
The clouds are busy with the future
The planet is humming at the kitchen window
The sun—thank goodness it’s far away because it’s uncontrollable
And light and everything is traveling
at a steady pace
away from an event
13.8 billion years ago.
This article appears in February 2014.
