The moment suffices as it passes
Towards the past or amnesia;
That moment of awakening
Into another dream or trance,
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Some early mornings, on awakening,
I wonder what and where I am.
I see my outstretched hand, the dew
Faintly dampens invisibly.
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The season has changed;
The pre-dawn mist seems closer now.
Light percolates
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I like to view the hill from my balcony
As the dark dawn filters in the day,
Through stacked layers of coloured mist
And cloudlets clinging to the crest.
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I found in a neglected book a quote:
"Eternity is the Standing still of the Present".
That is attributed to ‘Leviathan',
By Thomas Hobbes,1651.
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Two birds on the wing, flying north
For a drink or a splash or just to escape
The quest for an imaginary home:
A refuge from the seeking of refuge.
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1. "If something is worth doing,
It is worth doing well." So an elder told me,
When I affixed the postage stamp
Before I copied out the full address.
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Twenty centuries ago Chinese craftsmen fashioned
A mirror of bronze. It was a design of a circle
With a central inset square to represent
A cosmological scheme. The hub symbolized
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Dawn had touched the sky when I woke up;
On the undulating crest of Chamundi hill,
A few clouds adhered, like cotton wool,
But there was no mist. The sun would soon suffuse the scene.
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What have you there, Sirrah?
The latest news
And bad.
Who's dying now and where?
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