Thursday, September 23, 2021

September 23, 2021

 


GLASS  BOWL 

Sand, tiny twigs
of drift wood, a
few small pieces
of red rock – dirt,
dry, silent,  just
sitting there enclosed for
at least 80 years now –
not doing anything – no -  
not me – no way –
me aging – changing –
differing all through
the years …. thank God –
life never in a glass bowl.

 

 © Andy Costello, Reflections 2021


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