Deceptive

The mountain peaks are etched with gasps this morning

a rising mist applauds an overture of birds

 

Down in the local supermarket, shelves are filling

fresh picked apples, tomatoes bursting goodness

 

Children on their way to school pedal and chatter

and in the busting laboratories of wizardry

 

That hum on desktops bringing packets from Iceland

to equator, an endless flow of information

 

Complex and beautiful as a cross section of an universe

teeming with activities and potential

 

Flows out into a confluence of mind, multicolored,

today and yesterday rainbowed across a breathless sky

 

Tomorrow nascent in the wings, a dream, midsummer-like

and we the watching audience prepare to be enthralled

 

Deceptive: cold baton of the universe, its podium the stars

as in the Eastern sky a tiny fuse begins to tick

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2011

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