As meteors enter the atmosphere they blaze
Turning into cinders before reaching earth
A hooting owl ruffles his feathers then shrugs
Cooling enthusiasm results in a lifeless birth
In the blue gray mist of glowing moonlight
The emerging fog limits the desire to advance
Pastel petals cool and pale as condensation beads
Formless shapes put thoughts into a trance
Time is a measure of experience and circumstance
The present filters through a sieve of strength
Interpretation and response determine importance
Days of significance are magnified by length
revised 2/14/2011
4/7/08
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