|Three Canada Geese|
Dec. 31, 2012
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One day follows another ad infinitum
These artificial divisions help sort through the tapestry of space and time. Maybe yesterday was really called "Three Geese Day" rather than "Monday, Dec. 31st, 2012". And maybe today was called "No Geese Day: January 1st, 2013". Maybe another day was the day I last saw you …only I didn't know it. And still another day I carved our initials into a tree. Was it a real tree? Or only a tree in my mind?
There is some sort of peace in all this infinity (despite the mocking laughter of Memory). It is accompanied by a loud whooshing noise in the ears. A deafening sound of our desire for a clear static moment where love can rest while the river of time flows around it. Maybe that is the appeal of this river place: I stay still and the water does all the moving.
And then there is this. Bonne année and Peace to you.
|Charles River, looking downstream|
South Natick, MA
Jan. 1, 2013