I say OH Elohim

Is there a time and place

In which I could rest

And thinking of the world to come

 

And who knows

 

May be only this moment

When my eyes rest

On the brown wrapping paper

A soft autumn light

Falls on the creases

The cooLing of mid-day

From the open window

Falls right on my rest time

Within the infinity of times

Will I know to capture it?​

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