Still Life

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Oh I don’t know
But you say you do
Show me!

It is another language
A different people
And I belong to them.

Racing about
We score the earth
Digging deeper furrows.

Elegant sun
Of royal sky
Human hope for perfection.

Ancient ways
Long forgotten
I cannot tell.

Enduring rock
In pale clay
Life clings to moss.

Circular ways
Always returning
Ever new.

The infinitesimal
Over millennia
Brings change.

All is the same
But different
I am always surprised.

There are days
And there are days

The Hermitage, Chapel Peak.

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About Jamie Nicol

Living in the forested hills of Catalonia, overlooking the Mediterranean Sea. Zen teacher, recovering philosopher, small-scale natural farmer. Writing just what comes.
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