Close your eyes
and feel the breeze in your hair.
Listen to the car tires passing
and feel the sun press you there.
Listen to the wind’s passing
and the silent spaces between.
You could be setting on a mountain side in Canada,
or in an industrial park in California,
a beach in Singapore
or a desert in Asia.
With your eyes closed
it could all be the same.
gallagher
28 july 85
Vancouver
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
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Acts of unknowing or of love
like pebbles in the stream
are quickly lost behind us
and regrets have no place
in the living river
for only at the moment of passing
can our feelings take form.
gallagher
28 july 85
Vancouver
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
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