1985-07-28

      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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1985-07-28

            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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