It woud be better 

                    if

we were taller

                 if

we coud look

                long  longingly

into the horizon

                  if

we coud look

               down

see all things afoot

their interactions intricacies

                                 their separateness

From high above

we coud see more at once

and seeing more

understand more

defeat 

         shortsightedness

                    

See

       youngsters in colourful play in a green park

see

     an old man sit quietly in a lawn chair beside his wifes grave

see

     lovers embrace in warm coils

   see

          beyond ourselves

 

Thursday,  23  7. 09

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