I have barely enough time to stop,
\nthink,
\ngive up responsibilities,
\nand lay the silver of my life
\non the table.
\nI have collected so many things,
\nstories, wheat fields, September apples,
\na ship\u2019s prow singing in the water,
\ngray eyes, clams, people,
\nlike collage,
\nwho go together in no particular order.
\nEverything speeds by,
\neven the pauses,
\nthe long stare into the sea,
\nthe night the stars took me away,
\nthe woman who gave me shadows
\nand open windows.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s all there,
\nand I want to stop,
\nhold rocks in my hand,
\nweep over fossils
\nwho show me their bones,
\ntheir brave little lives.
\nStatues that stand in yards
\nand watch over flowers.
\nThere is not enough time
\nto go over years longer than years,
\nto watch dawns that never gave up,
\nand wonder how it all begins
\nand goes on.
\nStranger,
\nif you dare take my hand,
\nstop awhile,
\nwe are closer than you think
\nto being friends or even lovers.
\nIt would be nice to share a moment,
\nthe moments given to us.
\nThere\u2019s so much to do,
\nso much we could say.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I have barely enough time to stop, think, give up responsibilities, and lay the silver of my life on the table. I have collected so…<\/p>\n