transfer attention,
spend time
in contemplation
temple time,
sit silent, hearing humms,
sh,
some birds, far away, about a
fair infield fly away.
How far is that, would you say,
a hundred feet,
thirty paces,
perhaps… there's the catch.
Precisely right place
right time.
Think how rare that seems,
then look around
and see it isn't.
Gnatcatchers and bats catch
things with more measures
of possibility assessed accurately,
instant prayer and answer.
Gulped in thanks.
Oct 1, 2022
Oct 1, 2022 at 6:26 PM UTC
transfer attention,
spend time
in contemplation
temple time,
sit silent, hearing humms,
sh,
some birds, far away, about a
fair infield fly away.
How far is that, would you say,
a hundred feet,
thirty paces,
perhaps… there's the catch.
Precisely right place
right time.
Think how rare that seems,
then look around
and see it isn't.
Gnatcatchers and bats catch
things with more measures
of possibility assessed accurately,
instant prayer and answer.
Gulped in thanks.
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