We see
the trees but not the forest; the sky but not the biosphere. We see the stars
but not the worlds; the person but not the angel. We see the child but not the
miracle.
Listening
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I haven’t seen you for some time, though you’ve been all around me
everywhere, in the needle thin alleys, on Juliet balconies in spring – not
in eggshell ...
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